Why I Hate You

The simple pleasures of life,
Are very hard to come by.
The worse part of pleasures,
Are the lies.

You never said you loved me
You never said you even liked me.
But all our friends
Said we were meant to be.

This brings me to the question,
Why do I hate you?
Is it because the things you do?
No, that’s not it.

No, it’s not you…
It’s me…
I hate myself,
For ever loving you.

Despite the things you did
I was stupid
I loved you anyways

When I trusted you
With everything
You betrayed me too
Then I no longer loved you

I held my sadness
So long that it turned to anger.
Then it led to you…
And why I hate you!

Now, when I see you in the hall
Instead of smiles
I give you a glare
All you can do is stare.

I will show no sympathy
My respect for you
…My old hero…
Is at a measly zero.

So now you know the truth
Of Why I hate you!