10 March 2001
I don’t like the way you smile
And I don’t want you to desire.
Don’t act like you’re too brave
‘cause I don’t like what you give.
I might have hurt you before,
I don’t like doing it once more.
I don’t like the way you act
But it’s not my job to react.
You talked like you’re conceited
But I don’t like the way you do it.
I long this for a long time to say,
“I don’t like you! Go Away!”
My Hallucinations 