i hate the way they look at me
i hate the way they think they see
i hate the way i smile at him
i hate the way my lifes harsh and dim
i hate the way they think im fine
i hate the way my life isn't mine
i hate the way i cut my arm
i hate the way i stay so calm
i hate the way i am alive
i hate the way my emotions dive
i hate the way i cover the cuts
i hate the way the teacher tuts
i hate the way they think i'm free
i hate the way they have the key
i hate the way i say goodbye
i hate the way i want to die
i hate the way it's my last day
i hate the way i want to stay
goodbye
i really like this poem i think your the only person who grasped the concept of what i'm feeling. the poem was magnificent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
1 word to describe it's perfect :)