Poezja

I don't hate you
But I don't like you
You take my breath away
With anger
You tell me all these lies
What do I believe?
All these love things you whisper in my ears
Are a bunch of lies
I don't hate you
No
I despise you
You're like a bad cold that keeps on coming back
With more power each time
What the hell is your problem Woman? !
What did I do?
Please come tell me
Whisper that into my ears
At least it'll be true
No
I don't hate you Woman
No
Not yet.