Treasure Island

nina komar

(09-28-90 / the hospital)

i hate it


I hate it when you look at me
I hate it when you smile
I hate it when you catch my eye
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you just walkout
I hate it when you shout
I hate it when you think you know
I hate it when you say hello
I hate it when you think I care
I hate it when you glare
I hate the way you stare
And never look mad
I hate the way you love me
Like I was the only one you had
I hate that I can’t hate you even if I tried
And don’t forget that I only saying all this
b\c I can never hate you

Submitted: Friday, December 15, 2006
Edited: Thursday, December 09, 2010

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  • Tizzy Leon (1/16/2007 4:10:00 PM)

    THAT IS SICK. CAUSE THERE IS SO MANY TIMES THAT YOU WANT TO HATE SOMEONE BUT YOU KNOW DEEP INSIDE THAT THERE IS SOMETHING THAT YOU LOVE. YOU WANT TO HATE THEM BUT YOU JUST CANT FIND IT IN YOURSELF TO HATE THEM. (Report) Reply

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