I fucking hate you.
You smile
when I scream at you.
You compliment me
when I insult you.
You hug me
when I try to hurt you.
I fucking loathe you
for making me love you.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
