I hate the way you look at me,
Like everything’s okay-
And how you use that innocent smile
To always get your way.
I hate the way you make me love you
And use me like a tool.
I hate it more how you don’t love me back
And make me feel like a fool.
I hate the way you smother me
And make me swoon in wonder,
When your only real intention is
To cruelly drown me under.
I hate the way you laugh at me;
It makes my self-pity rise.
And I hate the way you always mock me;
It’s venom, sugarcoated in lies.
I hate the way you make me cry;
Your words are like a knife.
They stab their way through my beating heart
And take away my life.
I hate the way you look me in the eyes
And your synthetic love shines through...
But the thing that I hate the most is how
I can’t bring myself to hate you.
10 Things I Hate About You

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I am me. I am what I am. I am who I am. But this is not by choice Nor is it something given quite like an invoice. Being me is simply a feeling Which starts with the words, "I am me."
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