you sicken me you make me sick
hate, I never thought I'd use that word before I never felt so hated until I met you
you smile and you laugh like your normal but you're not its all just an act, you drive me to the point of insanity and yet in your eyes I see nothing no emotion no stress but what I do see is a hint of humor I take up for you and yet I still get the short end of the stick I try to break down your walls down but their make of brick (now tell me how did you come up with that trick) you hide behind your insecurity and you trick people but I shall not fall under your spell and because I know the truth it's you that sickens me to the root.
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"PEOPLE"
PoetryA teenager maturing into adulthood and facing life and its challenges.
