The New Girl

by Miranda   Sep 4, 2006


I do not know you and yet I hate you.

You shatterer of dreams, taker of hope

You will regret what you have done when I am through.

I really wish you would just choke

I hate you so much, you do not even know.

You have no idea how you disrupted my life

I was on top of the world til you knocked me on my as*

Every thought of you involves a knife.

Any chance of meeting me you better pass

I probably should not hate you and believe me I have tried.

I just cannot help it, the hate remains there

You have no idea how many nights because of you I cried

Oh, to be able to pull out your hair....

If you only knew why, perhaps then you would care.

I thought as time went on I would nnot hate you so much

But just hearing your name makes me want to scream

Just once, your face, I would like to punch

So much hate burns through me, even in my dreams.

You have everything I wanted, had hoped, had dreamed of

The battle you might have won, but this war, my dear, is far from done.

You are young and foolish, and know nothing of love.

F ing with you is going to be fun.

I no longer want what you have like I once did

My purpose for that has changed with the times

I am always gonna be here, waiting, and watching...well hid

You will pay for your sins against me and mine

You waltzed right in and took what was mine while I was gone

You should consider yourself lucky we have never met

Your body would be best feeding my lawn.

Jealous? You bet.

If you ever meet me, you will know this is for you

You will see it in my eyes...and hear it in my voice.

I only hope you will feel the pain you caused me one day too.

Hating you...its really a personal choice.

You probably do not know what I am hating you for

And I really do not care

Your just a foolish, foolish little wh re

Just say something to me...just one time...I dare.

Just wait and see, you will pay

For turning our world upside down

You are in the big leagues now, be sure you know how to play

I am not one to easily let go of my crown

You can have your time at the top for now silly b tch

But soon, I feel your time coming to an end

You may just wake up one day in a ditch

You crossed the wrong one this time my friend.

I hate you not for who you are, because you I do not know

I hate you for what you did, where you are, and what you do

My true feelings for you someday will show

And then all you worked for...Lol...it will be through.

I hate you so much. Oh the things I wish to do to you to make you understand

Your existence makes my skin crawl, and my stomach burn.

You will know the feeling one day, first hand

I will make sure...personally....that you learn.

God I hate you.

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