I hate the way you make me smile
When I feel so mad
I hate the way you make me laugh
When I’m feeling a little sad
I hate the way you hands caress me
When we sleep at night
I hate the way you walk away
When we start to fight
I hate the way my knees get weak
When you look into my eyes
Everything about you
Makes my blood boil
In my heart and soul
Maybe now is the time
You let all of you go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem