I hate you

I hate the way you walk
as if you are the best
i hate the way you carry your sweatshirt
i hate the way you puff out your chest

i hate the way you tease
the way you insult others
i hate the way you laugh
the way you talk about your brother

i hate the way you sit
with your legs stretched out
i hate the way you make fun of me
as if you have me all worked out

i hate the way you analyze me
the way I'm stereotyped
as if you even know me at all
you think I'm just hyped

i hate the way you laugh
just like a jock should
or how you pretend your the best
as any living man would

i hate the way you brush your hair down
the way you look at me
i hate the way you flirt
as if you are the best you can be

i hate the way you charm
every woman in your presence
its sick everyone of them
needs to be near your essence

your sick, your cruel
to be blunt i hate you
but all those things i hate
Ive come to love to