I hate you,
I hate you,
And I hate you.
But you know what?
I don’t really hate you.
I strongly dislike you,
I think you are what lays beneath the surface of hell,
I think you are the devils offspring.
But do I hate you?
I,
Cant.
Even though
What you have done to me is,
Cruel,
Painful,
Disastrous.
I cannot hate you.
Cause then,
I would be the bad guy.
You have betrayed me.
Abused me.
Punished me.
But,
I still…
Cannot hate you.
And,
It absolutely sickens me to hell and back.
But,
I cannot hate you.
Even though,
Through all the blood,
Pain,
Bile,
Sweat,
And tears,
That I have had to taste because of you…
I cannot hate you.
When I look at your face,
I start to die a little inside.
My body shrivels up in fear from you.
But,
I still think you are pretty.
When I look at your smile,
I ask myself,
“How can you smile like that, after all you have done?”
I start,
To feel the pain,
And hatred,
Burn inside my body like a wildfire that cannot possibly be set out.
When I see you,
I remember how we are friends,
But we should not be friends,
At all.
I remember all the lies you have told me.
All the friends you stole from me,
And turned against me.
I remember all the pain.
It flashes through my body,
Feeling like I am being stabbed from the inside out.
I feel like everyone has torn my heart out,
And stomped on it,
Like the meaningless low life I am and it is.
I feel like,
I am your puppet.
And you are my puppet master.
Telling me what to do,
How to act,
How to live.
I think it’s funny,
Because I actually listen to you,
And trust you.
You have stolen my soul, and will not give it back.
I hate you,
I cannot hate you.
I am in a war with you.
You are the free American,
And I am your slave.
You claim me as your toy,
Your play thing,
Your mere suck-up.
I can’t help it though.
I cannot hate you.
Why,
Why can’t I hate you!?
Why can’t I laugh in your face?
When you tell me those silly demands.
Why can’t I free myself!?
The lies,
The secrets,
The deepest fears,
The worst nightmares,
They are all a binding from me to you.
I can’t break it.
I can’t even snap it.
You have tormented me,
You have humiliated me,
You have embarrassed me,
You have bullied me,
You have abused me,
But,
I just cannot hate you.
You the most vial,
Demented,
Evilest demon from hell I have ever met.
Go back to your layer beneath hell.
Go back,
Go back.
Why can’t you just go back!
Why do you haunt me?
Is it fun?
Do you laugh in my face when I say I still think you are my friend?
Cause it’s not true.
I hate you,
You demon,
Flesh-eating,
Soul-sucking,
Sprit-draining,
Beast!
I hate you,
I hate you,
And I hate you!
…..
But I can’t.
Why?
Because,
You already own me.
You have already bought my soul from your father.
You have already planned out my short life.
Filled with unhappiness,
Hatred,
Lies,
Abuse,
Torment,
And no real friends.
You own me.
And I hate you because of it.