I hate you...

OK. THIS IS PRETTY MEAN. I WAS REALLY PISSED WHEN I WROTE IT. SORRY!

This word I dont like; hate is the name,
To you sometimes hate, is only a game.

You lost respect for what you thought you knew,
Every little thing I've done to you.

You thought you could fxxxxx trick me again,
But face it, I will never be a freind.

Your a catalzst to your own heart,
You threw it at me, but you still tore it apart.

You instiagte every mistake you make,
Because to my eyes you bend and break.

With all the shit you've done to me,
There's no one in the world you can try to diceve.

I said goodbye, this time for good,
He told me your thoughts, but more then he should.

Tust is something you believe you don't see,
but it's only the word, that left your vocabulary.

You know goddamn right, that I put up a fight,
Just not enough to save your life.

Too many times I've seen it before,
You think of me as nothing but a whxxx

The words you say, bleed upon your hands,
Where you lost the tears that wouldn't land.

What can I say, you asked for this,
And I promise, it's nothing you will miss.

So don't be offended at the things I say,
You know your a hypocite in your only little way.

Maybe I hate you, so go burn in fxxxxx hell,
Then you will have a story to tell.

I don't resent the decision, and I still followed through,
I don't want to hate you: but sorry,
I still do.