If you can read through my emotions
As easily as you can read through my poetry
Well, if there's even a difference between the two,
Then I'm sorry but I really hate you.

Because as fast as I can hide my smile
And as fast as you can get ready
Which in reality actually takes a while
I know the moment you look at me my mouth won't stay steady.

So yes. I hate you.
For that unintentional trance
I so often frustratingly fall into
Cause the thought of you makes my insides dance.