I don’t like you
But I love you.
I can hear you asking me
How can that possibly be?
You either love me
Or you hate me.
But that really isn’t reality.
Your behavior is ******* me.

It’s true, I love you
But, things you do
Are some actions I hate
Quite obnoxious of late;
You carry on badly
And often quite madly.
I don’t want you around then.
Come back when sane again.

The you that I like
Has taken a hike
And left behind a spoiled brat
Who has no idea where it’s at.
You once were sweet
As anyone could meet
Then you fell for your own hype
And I never enjoy that type.

No, I don’t like you
But I do love you
And that makes it really tough
But loving you is not enough
To see you daily
And act all gaily
When I can’t stand what you do.
Because I really don’t like you.

Your face reminds me of
Lucifer just before he fell
from heaven and changed
the course of humanity

        - if you believe such a thing.

Too smug to understand: the beauty
of eternity has you only
on its fringes.

You claim to be friendly and caring
But theres a difference
Between disliking someone
And being a bully.

Its not that your a ****** person
You just seem that way
Your by no means stupid
Your just oblivious
And you are very beautiful
I just hate the personality attached to your face

I like nice things.
I like nice clothes and nice cars and nice houses.
I like nice people and nice animals.

I don't like the people that i know.
I'm not caught up on material value.
I like nice things but it doesnt consume me,
like the people that i know.

I've seen things and i've been places where people are less fortunate.
I'm not consumed with material value. I know there's much worse.

Wanna know a secret?
God, I don’t even like you!
I’m no saint, no angel,
No manic pixie dream girl,
Not the one you think you love,
Talking is like taking a plummet 6 feet under,
Could you leave me be,
I wonder,
So, no offense?
You’re not that bad,
Could be a killer, could be corporate,
But you’re drowning my good and selling my soul,
So if I’m honest?
Man, I don’t  ******* like you ,
But I’m trapped on an island,
Just the two of us,
Bless my luck sweet hell,
(That was sarcasm dip ****)
And you have no name,
Notice that yet?
There’s a lot of you out there,
I want to forget,
Two sides of the same coin,
But I’m slicing it in half,
Because I don’t even like you.
And I’m a bad person maybe,
A hypocrate, a liar,
Could it be because of you?
Darling I’m on fire ,
I don’t want to hear your voice,
Touch me and you’re dead,
Don’t go messing with my head,
You’ll never get the honey verse,
Because for you I’ll save my worst,
And if these words don’t ring and chime,
I’ll say if for you one more time:
*God. I don’t. Even. Like. You.