Finding happiness from hatred

I hate your frickin guts
so much so it's nearly
driving my nuts

I hate that your thought wont go
I hate how you always managed
to make me feel so low

I hated how your mouth never shut
even if you were done talking
it only closed partially...somewhat

I hate how you lied to me
I hate how i was so
blind to see

i hate your five chins
for real ever hear
of diets? like Atkins

i hate how you disposed
of me before i you
but i don't hate how now our relationship closed

it makes me feel happiness...

I'm happy your not here
I'm happy that i can see things
now so clear

I'm happy that i learned
i can do better
and happy for the self respect i have earned

I'm happy you did it for me
because i think I'd never have the guts
to set myself free...

*our relationship was like parasitism, he benefited and i was the one being harmed*

(and if "you" read this i hope you get a sharp object lodged deep in your eye...) >=/