You Make Me

You Make ME









You make me do a lot of things

When you talk to me it begins to sting

You tell me things I don’t want to know

Like who is my friend and who is my foe

I hate when you speak to me

I wish you would leave and let me be

You tell me things to do I don’t know how

Like go talk back or kill that cow

You make me learn to take pain

To others it makes me look insane

You make me hate you so much

That when your in my head I hate your touch

I hate you when your in my head

That at times I wish I was dead

You make me feel the hate

That I’ve chose it as my fate

You have controlled my life

I can just end it all with a knife

I hate when your inside me

What can I do to make you see

This is how I feel about you

Maybe this poem will give you a clue

I HATE YOU

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i hope its not me that you hate :P jk i like this poem... its kindof kreepy >.<