...But It Didn'T Work Out Poem by Nisho Olme

...But It Didn'T Work Out



I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way I cry
I hate the way I go to bed
And in my dreams I die
I hate the way you're always there
But never there for me
I hate the way you look at me
But never seem to see
I hate the way you use me
And I hate the way you smile
I hate how you abuse me
And I'm silent all the while
I hate the way I let you in
I hate that you are tall
I hate the way you put me down
And make my life seem small
I hate it when you're honest
And I hate it when you lie
I hate the way I'm leaving
And I'm not saying good bye
But you don't really need me
Half as much as I need you
So I'll tear you from my heart
So you can't say you hurt me too

Sunday, September 16, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fred Johnson 18 September 2007

seriously that is so sad but honest!

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