My Poems (more like rants but...)

Unamed

*this one is the worst one yet bc it's all love... hate... blah blah... and I kinda go off topic but I think it's still deserve a spot here so...*

*I don't have a name for this one so.... name it yourself and tell me... of u want...*

The most important thing is to feel pretty.

The thing is that just the feeling of your eyes creeping down my neck makes me disgust me.

I know what you are hiding in that big brain of yours.

All your thoughts all your icky comments.

How I am less then an object to you.

How I cost money instead of being a gain.

I hate you.

And there might be the ups and down when my brain tells my heart that I love you.

It's not true.

How do you know when someone loves you?

If they have to tell you for you to know,

is it love?

If they give you things is it just because

you are affordable?

If you love them does that mean it goes back?

Or is it a mutual understanding of Love?

How do you know when someone hates you?

If they push and punch you,

doesn't that show there own insecurities?

If they shout words at you,

is that just them trying to make logic of there thoughts?

If you hate them back they,

must hate you for that on its own?

Or is it a mutual understanding of Hate?

It's neither, Hate is both love and hate. Not the other way around though. If you love someone even at the worst moments you will say I love you. When you hate someone the hatred is almost temporary because in a second you are full of love. But with a spark it goes in the dark.

How do I know this?

I love and hate, hate and love, a lot. 

*ahhhhhh! The cringe! I am melting!!*

The joke is...

What is the best thing about Switzerland...

Idk but the flag is a big plus....

Do u get it....??

Jokes go here (or riddles or thoughts or whatever u want me to write about next or corrections or whatever....)