I live to be loved...
So maybe that's why I want to die.

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Dreams are the subtle Dower
That make us rich an Hour—
Then fling us poor
Out of the purple Door
Into the Precinct raw
Possessed before—

What a Disney shape
life is no circle
life has corners
for hiding
and pointy bits
for stabbing
not sure what shape
that is
maybe
a sharpened triangle.

I hate waiting,
but I'm the one who's always late.

I hate talking to people,
yet I often have the most to say.

I hate being ignored,
but want others to go away.

I hate feeling neglected,
though I forget those around me by letting my thoughts lead me astray...

I hate clingy people,
yet I find myself obsessing over you everyday.

I hate it when others try to get close to me, however, I continue to dream of having the chance to be close to you;
wishing that you'd stay...

I hate the world for they do not understand
When I say "I'm ok" or "I don't need a hand"
Promised to be there in good times and in bad
But when things seem wrong they were the first to get mad

I hate the world for they don't see
This demon lurking inside of me
I put up with a smile to hide the pain
Though in my eyes it will remain

I hate the world for they tricked me to believe
That love is a real deal and this is how I should live
Said it was forever, said it wouldn't hurt
Then why am I broken, helpless, lying in the dirt?

I hate myself for I carelessly let her fall
In this hole of wonder, never should've heed the call
For the story was a myth, there wasn't a talking rabbit
My sense of reality, I regret to let it slip

I hate you, hate me, hate the world in all its glory
We are the monsters living within
The very villain of our story

So hold your tongue my dear old friend
Cause no amount of words could mend
This poisoned heart that He has lend
We are all liars in the end