Rachael Seaward

What I Hate About You

I wonder if you know, cause if you knew then maybe you’d stop
That annoying thing you do every time we talk
Don’t just stand there, you, not even disguising your stare
But it’s not as if it matters to me, I honestly don’t care
You’d like to think I really do, you want to think I’m interested
But really I’m only just passing by, feeling at most disgusted
Can you not stop twirling that stupid basketball in the air?
Can you cease playing that guitar to hear that nobody cares?
Why do you look at me as if our paths are meant to cross?
As into your eyes I stare, my gaze, my purpose lost
But only in contempt I swear, I hate you I really do
Can you not see that I do everything to stay away from you?
Oh please, again with your stupid song
You’re rude, you’re pretentious, your hair is too long
I hear you loud and disrupting, the ugly sound of your voice
You think I’m there listening, as if it was my choice
I only don’t leave because the rush of hate prevents me
I become so paralyzed with revulsion, I’m unable to flee
Please just go away and never come back

So my heart’s truest love can find a simpler, a less persistent, and a less horribly painful track.




[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]


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