When she's gone

You know what i hate about my self?

Im the type of man who does'nt care about her.

No matter what she put me through.
She care and love me but i didnt feel the same towards her.

I hate her present
I hate her loud voice
I hate the way she always scream whenever she see me
I hate all the things she bring noise in my life

But the sad truth is when.....

when she's gone...
I miss how she care and love me
Her voice who's to loud and bring color to my life.

Now i realize that " WHEN SHE'S GONE "
I am not the man i use to be.