i hate you.
i can't stand the lies behind your eyes,
and the fact that you can look at me like that.
like everything will be okay,
and that somewhere inside you care.
then, when i need you to look at me
and say i love you.
you look to each of your friends
and laugh in my face.
i will not love someone,
who is afraid to love me.
"i'm not your pathetic little doll."