I crave your love
But I hate when you look at me.
I hate the resentment I see in your eyes,
and I hate the pity that lies underneath it.
You didn't want me,
I was just a bump in the road of your life,
but I didn't know that,
I loved you,
You ignored my needs,
favoring your own,
I tried to make you proud,
You told me once I was useless,
I was young,
I was powerless to my emotions,
hours of crying.
Now that I'm older,
and away from you,
there is no hate,
only a desperate longing,
laying beneath a layer of foax hatred.