I look at you,

And all I feel is disgust.

You mock me,

Capturing me in your everlasting frust-stration.


I look at you,

You mentally batter and abuse.

Do you enjoy it?

If so, you are easily amused.


I look at you,

And all I see is laughter in your eyes.

You love to see me question myself.


Is you who is despise.



We are the only ones hurting ourselves

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