I hate the way you talk to me,
and when you don't talk to me for days.
I hate the way you walk past me,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your dumb twitched naughty smile
and the twinkle in your eyes.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you lead me on ,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you’ are not around,
and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
not even close…
not even a little bit…
not even at all.
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