Hatred.
I hate her,
this is what she always does.
Goes against my better judgement ,
like it is nothing but another figment of dust.
Why? Because to her I am never right.
She thinks that she is doing this because she loves me
but she isn't , it is just to make her feel better,
to accomplish something through me, something she could have never done on her own.
Maybe I would be able to do something she isn't , but when I go there and attempt to do so,
I only make myself look ridiculous because I do not belong there,
but she doesn't know this.
Not that she ever cared and even though an eye for an eye may make the whole world blind,
I hate her,
I dont care,
not anymore.
When have I ever done something that was not for her at all?
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