I couldn’t believe my eyes she looked like a angel but had the personality of a pig, she was foul in way I couldn’t explain.

She had a way of making people do her bidding, not easy to do but she did it.

Never ending and indeed inspiring.

I’d kill to do control people like she does.

Endlessly hoping.

Praying, begging.

Losing.

I could never comprehend the sadness she hid behind her ego.

She was just a scared person.

A shell of the daughter she used to be.

A mirror.

So of course she was hated.

No one likes a ego bigger then the strength or the stranger.