I hate how much I miss you when you're not around
I hate the words I never say when I finally have the chance

I hate it how I lie to you and tell you I'm okay
I hate the way I tell myself things won't always be this way

I hate that I don't talk to you about everything I used to
I hate how I don't always tell you the whole truth

I hate holding back tears when I look into your eyes
I hate letting go of you when we have to say goodbye

I hate not being the happy girl I pretend to be
I hate the thoughts I get about making myself bleed

I hate it when I lie awake and think of you at night
I hate when I finally fall asleep and dream about us fight

I hate waking up at midnight wishing I wasn't alive
I hate walking around alone contemplating suicide

I hate that I haven't told you any of this stuff
I hate how I don't tell you anywhere near enough