fuck you very much.

I wish i could get away from you.
your so ugly, so stupid, so boring.
those are simple words but your a simpleton,
you deserve no delux description.
emotion in its freashed form I hate you.
I hate you so much, i relish in the thought of killing you.
You make me sick,
oh so sick.
you bring out my mania in its most vibrant of forms.
you give me dinnertime phobia
i'm wasting away,
out doing my time with everyone,
running up a cereal box about to get to the end and
run over the expiry date.
I'm too young, to smart, too pretty to be held down,
by someone so ugly, so stupid, so boring.

Where is your respect for me when you hold me down,
and get that look in your eye? the look of a hunter.
do you listen to me then? whisper sweet nothing in my ears?
you just push.
i hate you i hate you so much.
but its my fault too i love to play roles,
its like i ask for the torment
crossing and uncrossing those slender thighs
you keep me shedding.
A playful giggle over things that aren't funny,
kisses blown out of fingers with glitter polished nails,
lover lolita,
I ask for it this I must,
so why do i hate you so fucking much.

you remind me of a boy,
who once took away my pride.
he hurt me very deeply,
internally possibly for all time.
but when i ran away i missed him very much,
all the loving i recieved suffocated me
i never felt so corrupt
and now hes back and killing me again
I don't understand any different
maybe you should run away from me
I think I really am insane.
and no one understands me,
not even you, you sick bastard
im forever crying my eye lids raw alone.
all in vein.