I HATE
The way you talk to me,
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate it when you stare,
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate the way you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate that you're not around,
And the fact that you didn't call,
But MOSTLY
I hate the way
I DON'T HATE YOU,
Not even close,
Not even a little bit,
Not at all...