I hate the way you look at me.
i hate the way you judge.
What makes me so different
I just want to be loved.
I hate the way you laugh at me.
It seems to make me cry.
I hate the way you're always right
And when you tell those sordid lies.
I hate the way you're so 'perfect'
And i cannot compare.
I hate the way you cannot see
The pain that gets too much to bear.
I hate that you're oblivious
to all the pain you cause.
Leaving scars upon my wrists
That seem to be so sore.
I hate the way you don't see
Me hit my head against the wall.
I hate the way you stare and point
When i stumble over and fall.
I hate the way you just can't see
All what you put me through.
But most of all i hate the fact
That i cannot hate you.
