I hate you,
I can't stand you,
You would always make something up about me,
Just because you wanted an escape,
You'd use me as a pawn to avoid your pain,
You used to take credit for my writing style,
Telling everyone that you taught me to write,
Ever so dark,
Telling people you taught me the story behind the words,
Never really appreciating the gift I brought to the world,
An insight into the darkness,
The darkness we all hide from,
I made that gift for myself,
NOT YOU,
I learned how to tap into the darkness,
And tell a story,
Let people see how dark the depressed mind can be,
How scary it is,
How dark it truly can be,
How to push the envelope to the brink of tears,
You think you taught me that?,
You taught me about how it is to be abused,
You taught me about how to cover my bruises,
You taught me how to fire a gun,
Nearly choking me out with your hate,
Once I told you before you weren't an inspiration,
I hate how you broke me,
I hate how you bring out me being broken when I write,
But I also gotta thank you,
For breaking me,
For giving me an outlet to break more,
Don't forget as I walk away,
I hate how much damage you gave me,
And...
I HATE YOU SO MUCH
