How can you so boldly be the way you are with me?
One minute your down my pants and the next it's like you don't even know me.
How can you feel so comfortable to smile at me?
As if you you really feel like you're doing the right thing.
You don't know a half of how I feel about you.
I can't think of anything else I hate more than you.
I hate the way you look, the way you walk, and the fact that I only think of you.
Why do you like to do this to me?
I am human,
I have feelings.
You continue to treat me like I'm nothing
I deserve so much better than what you're offering me.
I hate you -
I really do -
And that's the truth.
Forget you.
My life was better before I met you.
