PeRsoNaL HaTreD

The colors of the rainbow, tinted just right; the smell of your cologne slowly turns me on. One look at you, and I loose myself.

Don't worry you're not special. You may be sweet to look at, but underneath you're not. I hate you, and the way you think you own the world, including me.

The candle lighted just enough to see you face. Roses surround us, and deep down I personally hate you, I cannot stand to be around you.

Just stop playing this game of see-saw with my head; cause in the end I know it's just he drunken you, calling my name. Please oh please just end the pain.

As my hatred grows, so does my love for another. And as my long brunette hair blows in the wind; I begin walking away from the man I thought I knew.

No more lies, no more good-byes! No more you and me! And now my personal hatred finally ends...