Well well well just another poem without a legit name.

Walk away,
It's what you do,
you predictable piece of shit.
I could say I don't care,
It'd be a lie,
but what's new there? HA!
It's not like you'll be around to find out...
To say I hate you is only half a lie,
getting better and better, am I right?
It doesn't matter.
I know I meant nothing.