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I hate
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the way you fuck with me
You act like you can control me
I hate myself for letting you do so.
You don't want me-so why did you call?
Why do I care-why do I spend time dwelling over you and our memories in a helpless self-pity?
I pray for God to take you out of my life,
but yet I still want you around.
I'm scared to commit to someone else,
because I am scared as soon as I do, you will come back.
Why am I holding on if there is nothing to hold on to.
Where is all of this anger coming from,
Why do I hate you so much?
Maybe it is because I gave you everything I had,
and you took it all like it was nothing;
and then you ripped my heart out and stepped on it right in front of me.
I gave you all of me
and got nothing in return.
You are a worthless bastard.
Everytime I think of you,
I hurt all over again,
and you dont care.
You never cared, and you never will.
But as much as I hate you,
I still love you.
And I could never hate you as much as I hate myself for hating you.
