I hate you when you lie. I hate you ‘till you die. I hate to see you cry. I hate that I don’t know why. I hate that I’m gone. I hate that I’m done. I hate our scars. My hate reaches to Mars. I hate what you made me. I hate that you won’t let me be. I hate driving home. Remembering when you roamed. Wondering where you were. Wondering if you were with a “her”. I hated that you involved a child. I hate you for a while. Someday I might just dislike. If I try with all my might. But for today Just stay away From Lily, from me. I hate what you became. I hate that you think it’s a game. I hate what’s mysterious. I hate that you were ”curious” I hate that it took me ‘till now to see, It wasn’t it was you. I’m sick of living in a zoo J I’m sick of you. -Vanessa Smith
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