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The wicked lover


I hate you but maybe I don’t, Hating you has turned my life into a battle field, We argued and fought over small and big, But I will thank you for showing how stubborn people could be, I hate you because of your first impression when I asked you your name, There was no need to be rude, But you turned into an angry envelope and closed me in, I struggle with talking because you duct taped my mouth and emotions with your sticky attitude, You say you’re a Christian but little did they know you’re a bad decision maker, But of course you think you know ever thing, I bleed, And I will plead that you’re the worse to the court and watch ashes burn you, How could you, Why would you deceive the one you’re supposed to be supporting? You’re a liar and thief, You lie to please others, And you stole to turn other against one another, Family used to be the one thing I wanted, But now I wish to get away, I hate you, I hate you with a passion, You deceived me and broke me, I’m in this shell because of you, Don’t you see? That being said I give the title the wicked lover and I thank you, For teaching me what not to do, And how to be better than people like you, Thank you!
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