I hate the way you smile.
I hate the way you make my skin crawl.
I hate that I love you.
I hate that I need you.
I hate when you make me cry.
I hate when I wish I would die.
I hate the depression and Mania.
I hate that you know me.
I hate that you call my name in your sleep.
I hate the tears I make you cry.
I hate that you love me and I don't know why.
I hate that I feel this way.
I hate to say this.
I hate to say goodbye.
~*~Kesha~*~