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Deliberate Hate
written by Miracle_in_Hell05:14 PM 1/30/05Take your stance, your morbid thoughts, and your ways that are so contradicting;
I never needed you from the start, now you make things horrid, worse
Funny how I never thought they could get any worse-never thought I would itch,
Wish to bring myself to ruin again because of things you say-
I feel more then weak with tears I shed-I do not cry when I yell,
Now my inferiority has complicated my mind, and all you do is make it worse.
Continue you as you wish to say I think I am special-
Because when the strike hit me in the face-I felt the farthest from special;
Continue to say I am only thinking of myself and no one else,
For at this point, that is what I am thinking-for the first time in so long I am thinking for me,
I am thinking clearly.
I can't stand the sight of you any longer-the way you reticule my wrongs-
You make them out to be such a childish thing
And try to be my doctor-
You cannot diagnose my ways, you cannot calculate a feeling
You don't know anything about me-you never really did.
You cannot understand the things you say make it so much worse-
You cannot understand me.
And when I walk out of this door, I will hold a smile upon my face-in lights of thoughts:
That you will never see it again
And with the knowledge that you never knew me
Because I would never want someone as you to know me at all. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
This would be to that dear person you would call my 'mother'. Though not in a thousand years will I call her that.
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