Treasure Island

Keeley Mallison


I Hate Myself


I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile

I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while

I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend

I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend

I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return

I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn

I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were

I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure

I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through

But most of all
I hate myself for letting you

Submitted: Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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