You and I used to be close,
Like brothers and sisters.
You and I used to play
basketball or 'Tag! your it!'
You and I used to sleep together,
When I was younger.
You and I used to help each other
Although I was smaller than you.
You and I used to go to the movies
whenever you would visit for the Holidays.
You and I used to play cards,
But you would always beat me.
Now that I've grown up and know
what I have to know and know
what I never wanted to know.
I am able to understand
The signs, of being a grown up.
Now everything has changed.
You don't ever help out.
You don't clean up.
You're lazy.
You're pathetic.
You pay more attention to your car
Than your own family.
You my things.
You come in whenever you please.
You don't get out when I ask you.
You, you, you is what brings me down.
You asked me if I liked you.
You asked me if I liked being
with you.
You asked me if I loved you.
My answer used to be:
Yes, I like you.
Yes, I like being with you.
Yes, I love you.
But now my answers have changed.
No, I don't like you.
No, I don't like being with you.
No, I don't love you.
Love is a strong word,
but Hate is, too.
I hate you
Is all I think about
when I'm around you.