I hate

I hate the dark, I hate the shade. I hate the way they look my way, Why can't they see, that on my own, I'm just fine to be alone. They keep talking, and smiling, and joking around, They tell me to get rid of my permanent frown. I roll my eyes, 'cuz what do they know? I hate how happy they look right now. I don't care what they might think, I don't even have to blink. They think their cool, and they won't fall I hate their stares, I hate them all.