I HATE YOU
I see a girl who wears glasses
Though in the past she wasn't blind
Her hair dreaded, though no cares
Even though every where she goes she gets stares
I hate you.
I hate the girl who everyone picks on.
I hate you.
I hate the girl who everyone laughs at.
I hate... myself.
Each tear that falls down her face is a sign of weakness
Every happiness that comes from her is spat in her face.
When all she wants is love and to be loved.
Her selfishness rare
I hate you.
Ihate the girl who crys a thousand times.
I hate you.
I hate the girl who holds her tongue.
I hate myself.
I hate you for I am you and do not wish to be you at all.
