i hate the way you're always here.
i hate the way you'll never leave.
i hate the way you're kept around.
i hate the way people fight for you.
i hate the way you're just like me.
i hate the way you blame it on me.
i hate the way you dont care.
i hate the way you're probably happy.
i hate the way you can do what i cant.
i hate your perfect skin.
i hate your perfectness.
i hate your anchored pain,
i hate your anchored you.
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Poetrythis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.