I hate myself for being me
When all I cause is misery
When love changes into enemy
I am left feeling alone and empty
I hate myself for what I sometimes do
And what I seem to put others through
I always try to keep my soul true
But you never see what comes out of the blue
I hate myself for letting myself lose her
Thought so many storms we could weather
Always believed we could always stay together
But love just never seems to last for ever
I hate myself and I always will
I have to swallow the bitter pill
Of this hate it will never have its' fill
And I am left hating myself still
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way to walk
I hate the way you're always there
I hate the way you talk
I hate you for your stupid grin
I hate you're pretty face
I hate all of your many clothes
I hate that dress of lace
I hate the way you care for me
I hate the gifts you give
I hate the feeling of your skin
I hate the life you live
I hate the way you love me so
I hate the way I feel
I hate the fact that love won't die
I hate that you are real
I hate the fact that you're a saint
I hate that I'm in hell
I hate the way that I need you
I hate my icy shell
I hate when you are not around
I hate it when you dance
I hate the fact that you're right there
but I have missed my chance.
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