I Hate Her

I hate her.
Everything about her.
The way she looks.
Her face.
Her thick, frizzy hair.
Her body,
that she always tries to cover.
Her height; she's too short.
I hate her.

I hate her.
Her intelligence.
Her modesty and pride.
Her laugh and
sense of humor.
The way she can
Control people.
Betray them.
Yet still trusts.
Her insecurities.
I hate that people
like her, but not
usually for herself.
I hate her.

I hate her.
I hate that I love
to hate her.
I hate loving her.
I hate that you
probably didn't realize
the girl I hate so much,
IS ME.