I hate It...

I hate you so much it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme

I hate it…

I hate the way you were always right
I hate it when you lie

I hate it when you make me laugh
Even worse when you make me cry

I hate it when you were not around
And the fact that you didn’t call

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,

not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all...