I hate you
I hate the way you look
I hate the way you smile,
mostly because I hate lies
I hate that you have friends that don't know how you really are
I hate that your mom hugs you back even when she's busy
I hate that you think you look good some days, when we both know you don't
I hate when you laugh or tell a joke
I hate the air you poisoned and I hate that you feel alone
And I hate that you hate yourself
But... I love the way your eyes look in the sun
I love how you try, even when you don't
I love your lips, your scars, and your hair.
I adore the fact that you care
I appreciate that you lie with me every night so I'm not scared
I love that no matter what, you're always there
I hate you, and I love you, because I am you
Though I wish I wasn't
