Lovely things I hate about you…

I hate that smile, so sweet yet so cruel…
I hate how you're the only one that makes me act like a fool…
I hate your stupid songs I can't get out of my head,
These are the only ones now that can get me to bed…

I hate being weak when in your presence
And how I cry every night losing my essence…
I hate your dark clothes and hair
For they make me curious and willing to dare…

I hate your strong influence,
I hate your endurance,
I hate that feeling of not feeling my knees,
I hate all that control you have over me…

Hate how calm I become when I'm with you,
And how your promises fade failing to come true…
I hate how I'm trembling whenever I see you;
I hate having feelings, especially for you!

Because I am a fool, made of clay you can handle…
I hate that I'm dead and you're my only candle…
I hate you so much …but it's true…
I only hate being in love with you…

A note to the suicidal…


I dare you to stare at your bleeding veins!
I dare you to watch your life dripping from your fists!
Can you still look in the eyes of that woman?
The one who gave you this gift; the one to call you "son"…

Do her tears and sweat mean nothing to you?
Do you still recall your feelings for her true?
Shame is in soul and not in the body given by God!
In the grave only two shall lie: you and your mud!

Are you more of a man now in the eyes of your father?
Have you learnt nothing from him? You didn't bother!
He told you life's cruel and the one to fight could only be you!
He told you about life because your old man knew…

Weren't you the one to protect that girl?
The one who thought of you as the sun of her world…
Who'll hold her tight, and who would now care?
Another fake feeling in her heart so fair…

But what you leave behind is just your loved ones' undeserved pain,
As your flesh decomposes, and your soul was sacrificed in vain…
And you think you escaped and got away from it all
But in the end you shall feel how deeper you'll fall!