Don't get upset with all this mess that I'm about to reveal
I can't control the need to convey exactly how I feel
I hate you
It's true, I really do
I hate your hair, I hate your face, I hate that fake smile that shows
I hate your lips, I hate you cheeks and even the eyes that look down your nose
I hate your ego, I hate your humor and exactly where you stand
I hate your charm, I hate your look, I hate the way you don't understand
I hate the pain that my heart must hide
I hate that I hate on the inside
I hate that you're the only person whose made me feel this way before
I'm sure you hate me too, but I'm sure I hate you more
Hindsight, my friend, what do you see
As you gaze upon me?
Do we see the same?
Lies, deceit, betrayal, theft, promises ripped
Self-inflicted hate deeply bred
Raised to hate my name
Life leaped in, stirred the pot
Taught lessons I never yearned
See where I turned bitter?
Love found a way to add the salt to the wounds
They walk around with my heart
Shunned – runt of the litter.
Aware to my senses, finding fault in all
Ridicule and scorn my card
Banish them all if I could
Little eyes see all, yet still sees good all around
I awoke to these six words
Daddy, can’t you find any good?
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