I hate the way you care
I hate the way you smoke
I hate the way you stare
I hate the way you lie
I hate the way you look at me
I hate the way you just can't see
I hate the way you talk to me
I hate it when you make me mad
I hate it when you make me sad
But most of all I hate myself
For not hating you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oohhhh nice poem...and very powerful -curly