quinta-feira, 28 de outubro de 2010

10 Things I Hate About You (poem)



I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

I hate it when you come and I can`t talk to you. I hate it I didn`t know you better before, or didn`t know you at all. I hate you don't see it and never will because you don't look up your own bellybutton. But mostly I hate the moments I don't hate you.