I hate that
i'm lying,
i don't hate that
i'm trying,
i hate you.
i don't mean it.
i mean it.
((i wish it was true))
that you
loved me too.
lie and say yes,
i know you're lying
tell me it's true.
Thank you for trying,
But I know.
And it hurts.
And I don't hate you•
YOU ARE READING
not the truth
Şiir•a piece of my soul bundled in lies and rhymes and late night tears and fears and thoughts and rarely the truth•