I HATE
The way you
talk to me,
And the way you
cut your hair.
I hate it when
you stare,
And the way you
read my mind.
I hate you so much it
makes me sick.
I hate the way you're
always right.
I hate it when
you lie.
I hate the way you
make me laugh,
Even worse when you
make me cry.
I hate that you're
not around,
And the fact that you
didn't call,
But MOSTLY
I hate the way
I DON'T HATE
YOU,
Not even close,
Not even a little bit,
Not at all...