I hate you.
I'm still mad at you.
Somehow,
I blame myself for what you did,
But it's not my fault.
It's your fault you'd known you had people that love you.
That care for you that believe you are perfect,
But you left anyways.
You made me have nightmares on your birthday,
I shut myself down because I saw it happen.
I didn't know what to do.
Well, I was only seven,
You made me grow up way too fast.
I could've had normal childhood,
No thanks to you.
You made me realize at a young age,
That the world is cruel no matter who you are.
I hate you.
Though you can hate someone for so long,
Until you start missing them.
I hate you,
but I still love you.
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Shades of emotions: A Journey through poetry
Poesía"Shades of Emotions: A Journey Through Poetry" is a captivating anthology of poems that will take you on a journey through the depths of human emotions. Each poem is crafted with precision and imbued with a unique sense of sensitivity that captures...
