I don't like when it snows,
it always clutches to my jacket,
around my hood and clouds my vision.
I don't like blood,
watching horror movies with my dad,
set horrible visions of it in my mind.
I don't like looking at photos of myself,
they capture my looks, my hair, my face,
but never my thoughts,
only I ever know them.
I don't like sitting still,
I twitch and fidget and twist and turn,
I don't like that I like you,
or when your nasty for no reason,
or when pretend to be my friend.
no I don't like you.
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