Indecisive Love
I hate you,
I love you.
Make up your mind,
because you say you love me all
the time. But when words
of hate slip from your mouth,
all the love in me goes south.
I wish you were dead,
never leave me.
Can't you see what you've done,
or am I the only one?
Why should I respect,
when I am not respected?
Why should I love,
when I am not loved?
why should I live,
when I am wished to be dead?
These are the things
running through my head.
-<3 Sissy
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