I hate me
I hate the way you yell
The way your condescending
The way you patronize me
I hate the way people gravitate to you
The way you have people falling at your feet without trying
The way you don't realize you play people like violins
I hate the way you belittle me
The way you hit me
The way you hurt me
I hate the way you look perfect all the time
The way people love you
The way everything is about you
I hate the way I let you hit me
The way I let you yell
The way I let you hurt me
I hate the way I am.
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