Why do you look at me that way?
I am supposed to be hated,
this person in the mirror keeps
reminding me.
You give me what seems to be
hope today, then neglect the other,
I was not made for this,
spare me please from this sentence
worse than death,
and let loneliness be my death.
It's indeed unfortunate
that someone changes
your all of you
yet they get to keep
their all of them,
and you can't sway them
for it's hard to hate what
the heart wants to keep.
© Joseph