Sunday, June 12, 2011
I hate the way you talk to me,
. The way you drive me insane.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
, and the way you read my mind . wrong
I hate you so much it makes me sick
; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way your always right.
and I hate the way you always say sorry
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you don't call.
But mostly I hate you .
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.