Hate

You hate my laugh.

You hate my voice.

You hate my dance

You hate me.

 

and all I really want to do

is someday impress you,

but that will never be.

 

And right now,

I hate my laugh,

I hate my voice,

I hate my life,

and I hate me.

...

but still I love you.

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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