Guess

by charlotte   Mar 16, 2005


I hate you
I hate the fact that you lie
I hate how open you are
I hate you for pretending
I hate you for cleaning
I hate that he's your friend
I hate your way of handling things

I hate you for hurting.

I hate you for inspiring sympathy
I hate your consistency
I hate you for not caring
I hate you for caring too much
I hate when you sobbed
I hate your heaving shoulders

I hate you for scaring me.

I hate your coldness
I hate your made-up reality
I hate your flaunting and pride
I hate you for making me feel bad
I hate your poor me rountine.

I hate your laugh. I hate your scream.

I hate that I can't remove myself
I hate that he likes your tits
I hate that Im forced to care
I hate you for ripping down my walls
I hate your moods
I hate your pores

I hate how pretty you are.

I hate your midlife crisis that wont go away
I hate you for wanting a life
I hate you for not having one
I hate him
I hate your reactions

I hate it when I cry.

I hate being the mom,
You stupid teenage girl.

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