I hate not taking picture of us
and I hate not going to parties
I feel lost and tired and sad
and I've been for a long time
I hate missing you even tho I shouldn't
and I hate thinking that you hate me
cause it's all just wrong
just really fucking wrong
I hate seeing you be happy
and I hate that it's not thanks to me
my dream was to give you everything
and you took it without realising
I hate feeling this numb
and I hate not telling you
how stupid this all is in the end
how I wish that we could go back in time
I hate being this lonely
and I hate how none of you cares
at least that's what I believe
I'm not asking how are you either
i hate that I'm not as smart, as naïve and bright
and I hate not knowing if little me would be proud
her head was full of stars and fireworks
but mine is left full of terrors
I hate not being as hopeful
and I hate that helpless feeling in my soul
I hate hating you and I hate all of this
what if it was just me ? god I hate myself
