A look in the deep deep recesses of my soul....
You said something to me today,
and I wanted to just shove you away.
I no longer love you,
or anything you do.
You think that we're friends,
but our story has come to an end
You look at me,
and hope that a friend I see.
I laugh at you,
and most of what you do.
You're very dumb with friendships,
and even dumber with relationships.
I'm sick of you always hurting me,
so I should tell you just to let me be.
I keep believing in you, and that you'll change,
but your thought process won't rearrange.
I'm tired of hearing words come from you,
and I'm tired of hearing things that you like to do.
We broke up for a reason,
and even though this is the season,
for joy, and peace, and being nice,
I secretly wish you'd fall on the ice.
Nobody knows just how deeply I hate you,
and I'd like it better if you hated me too.
You're trying to hard,
and from my life, you, I'll discard.
I'm over everything.
And I know all that talking to you will bring.
Hurt, and pain,
and I don't want to put that burden on my brain.
We've fallen away from each other,
and I can't even look at you like a brother.
Thinking of you just makes me mad,
no longer does it make me glad.
-I hate you. Honestly, I wish you'd just drop off the face of the earth. But that'll never happen...
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