The Mirror

I hate your smile
I hate your eyes
I hate it when you tell me lies.
I hate the blood you make me shed
I hate you so much, I wish I was dead

I hate it when you say my name
I hate it when you laugh
I hate the way you hid your shame
You tore my life in half.

I hate it when I see your face
I hate your screeching voice,
You left me in a painful place
I have no other choice.

I hate the gun that’s in my hand,
I hate the shiny black
I hate the sound as I pull the trigger
Now there’s no turning back.