I Hate

 

I hate the fact I have to lay here and wonder about my future. 

I hate the fact that I have to play guess when to know when I will be touched. 

I hate the fact you choose to finger fuck your smartphone while I'm feeling dumb cuz I cant fuck!

I hate the fact a outsider  has to become a insider to acknowledge the void. 

I hate the fact of not knowing that I become annoyed with who I am. 

 

I hate the fact I have to go out to know Im worthy of attention. 

 

I hate the fact I have mood swings to give me someone to communicate with. 

I hate the fact I no longer know where to line up, whats my position. 

I hate the fact a thought of doing is just that, a thought!

I hate the fact this came to mind to write on this canvas. 

At some point I'm a love to be alone and free. 

Think about things before you completely lose me.

At that point roles will be reversed and you'll HATE the fact you looked through me and not at me !


By Darcel