Who are you
To come into my life and take over?
What right do you have?
None.
None at all.
You might be good,
You sure think you are,
But your attitude says otherwise.
You don't even care.
Well I do.
And guess what?
That doesn't even matter any more.
You've stomped in
And stomped on my life.
Everything I've worked for.
All for nothing, now.
8 years of my life: wasted.
What was the point?
If you were just going to ****** up everything I loved?
You've taken the joy,
The passion, out of life.
You've taken what I stand for
And thrown it out
To be picked up with the trash.
How dare you.
You tear me apart, make me crazy!
And not in any good way.
I tried to get along,
Play nice.
But you made it hard.
Impossible.
We are opposites, enemies, opponents in all things.
Every time I do something,
You go and do it better.
You always show me up,
And every time it tears me down.
You keep winning, and there's nothing I can do.
I wish there was.
I'm miserable. All the time.
I can't stand to be near you, to hear your voice.
You torment me in person and in thought.
I would tell you I hate you,
But hate is too good a word,
And frankly,
Hell's too good a place.