This is me
this is what I hate
and this is you
this is what you hate
think about the things that come to you
do not just dismiss the obvious
that your not who you wanted to be
that I\'m more like you than me
Words come out I don\'t mean
Words come out and pierce my skin
no matter what I say to you
you always seem to jump right through
this is you
this is what I hate
and this is me
this is what you hate
You love me for what I\'m not
You like the things you touch
you like the taste of my hate for you
you like to hate the things you do
alone you cry to everyone around
fly away from there so you can escape from here
come knocking on my door so you can prove yourself
Run away once more so you can lose yourself
This is me
this is what I hate
and this is you
this is what I hate
Your just a fucked up bitch
you don\'t know what you really want
you know it doesn\'t mean anything to you
Becuase I am just a fucked up you
You have rabies
I\'ve been bit
my love for you it caffinated
my hate for you is dead asleep
This is me
this is what we hate
This is you
this is what we hate













Comments
so deep and stuff i can relate to
good job i like your new style of poetry
As I read this, I kept thinking, this sounds like me, not something I would write, but something that would be written to me, assuming people had the balls to be honest. I love this.
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Samantha J. Ballard
*standing ovation!* well done!
*sits back down shamefully*
well... BYE!
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Thanks is nice, but a comment is better!
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