S O F I E

I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you've cut your hair,
I hate the way you drive my car,
and I hate it when you stare,

I hare you bigg dumb cumbatbots,
and the way you read my mind,
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rime,

I hate the way you're always right,
and 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 your not around,
and that fakt you didn't call,
but mostly I hate that I don't hate you,
not even close, not even a little bit...NOT EVEN AT ALL