10 things I hate about you.

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 that it makes me sick
It even makes me rhyme.

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 the way 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.

Yes, I didn't write that. And yes those are not ten reason I hate you. You're are one of the most immature people I know. You could care less about anyone but yourself. If you ever want people to like you, start showing that you care. I understand you don't, and it's hard for me to believe. You're not all that great. Actually, you aren't even close. Before you go bragging about something you did, realize so many people are at the same level, same talent, same thing. That's harsh, but somehow you deserve it. You deserve to you know the truth. That you aren't perfect. That you aren't cool. There's a reason you walk alone, there's a reason you have to be annoying to get people's attention. If you're name wasn't so easy to say, I guarantee no one would. You act like someone's always watching. No one cares, I'm the only girl out there that has fallen for you this hard. Correction, I'm the only lost girl out there that has fallen for you this hard and you have no idea. Okay, what if you do have an idea. Then you are by far the biggest jerk, I've ever met. Either way, you are not worth the time to even think about, write about, talk about, goodbye. Enjoy your life, I hope you get somewhere. On the path you are going, that's very unlikely.