Do you know what it's like to be lone?
Like a wolf out the victory zone?
All his friends disappear,
And the coast remains clear,
Yet you are the only one 'home'.
Yes - I know what it's like to be hated,
Misunderstood and just under-rated.
They say I'm so big,
A flat-chested pig,
To be honest I'd rather be slated!
Who cares if I put on some unwanted weight?
You really should think of yourself.
Stop saying you're tired of this god-damn wait!
It isn't affecting -your- health.
Well it isn't effecting to me,
Being caught up in vines from the tree,
Stop caring, stop sharing,
Insulting my terrain,
Now excuse me for off I must be!
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