my fist to your chest
"i hate you so much" your chest i would hit,
though my feelings coughed up in my throat,
though my tears dare not roll down my cheeks,
"i hate you" a tantrum i would throw,
like a child sobbing, my hand in a fist,
"i hate you" no matter how i plead,
you wouldn't understand, would you? ...
though my feelings coughed up in my throat,
though my tears dare not roll down my cheeks,
"i hate you" a tantrum i would throw,
like a child sobbing, my hand in a fist,
"i hate you" no matter how i plead,
you wouldn't understand, would you? ...