I hate the way you talk to me,and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick. It even makes me rhyme.

I hate it...
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
Even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you're not around
And the fact that you didn't call,
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you;
Not even close;
Not even a little bit;
Not even at all.
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Bojim se da ću popustiti i da ću mu sve priznati.
Opet...
Ne može to tako!Nitko ne smije znati!
Nikad!
Jer...Nemam šanse!A i ne želim biti takva.
Zaboravi sve!
Kao da se nikad nije dogodilo!
Kao da to ne osjećam.
Kao da zbog toga ne želim umrijeti!
Iako se dogodilo!
Iako to osjećam!
Iako želim umrijeti!
Ali,zaborav je zanimljiva stvar.
On je zaboravio!
I ja ću...Jednom!
Možda kad umrem!