Hate you, Hate me
I hate you
With everything cell of blood draining from my heart
I hate you like the last breath of air wasted in my lungs
I hate you because you never listen, but ignore
I hate you because you never see, for your sight is glided into Oblivion and nothing more
You've never applied yourself to me and what I might need, but you applied yourself to everyone else
I'm not important anymore
So should keep going any further
I hate you, because hating you has taught me to hate myself.
To hate all done wrong to me all that makes me have such emotional and secret break downs
To hate that my family always fail to protect, and rather are the one of the people who also harm me.
To hate all smiles because they soon turn into grim frowns
To hate that's light is beauty and darkness is hideous
I hate you but I hate myself enough to tell you the truth which will soon turn into a lie. Hopefully.
I hate you but not like I hate myself
My self hate has a deeper understanding one of nightmares, and horrendous daydreams
One of secret shadows and terrifying thoughts
Thoughts that becomes dreams and dreams that become real, until a memory
I hate myself for looking in the mirror and seeing a distant creature. Only looking for a penny of love.
You may not understand that I hate myself more than I hate you, but let the feeling be mural.
Hate you, hate me.
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