A Lot of Hate
I hate that I love you and that you make me cry
I hate that I want you and always want to try.
I hate the fact I can’t forgot a tiny little thing
And I hate the ing radio and the sounds it has to sing
I hate that I can’t organise my stupid messed up brain
And I hate that every day is passing and still it feels the same
I also hate the little things from day to day I see
And I hate this empty hole that is deep inside of me
But most of all what I really hate is how I feel for you
And all that hate and all those feeling just don’t know what to do.
I hate this feeling of confusion and where I am meant to be
I hate the feeling of freedom but still not feeling free
I hate I have no answers and of nothing longer sure
I hate I have to live with these feelings for now and ever more.
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