I hate it
I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
i hate it when you stare
I hate your sneaky innoncent face
and the way you read my mind
i hate you so much it makes me sick
that even makes me rhyme
i hate the way you're always right
i hate it when you lie
i hate it when you make me laf
even worse when you make me cry
i hate it when your not around
and the fact that you didn't call
but mostely i hate the way
i don't hate you
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all
and the way you cut your hair
I hate the way you drive my car
i hate it when you stare
I hate your sneaky innoncent face
and the way you read my mind
i hate you so much it makes me sick
that even makes me rhyme
i hate the way you're always right
i hate it when you lie
i hate it when you make me laf
even worse when you make me cry
i hate it when your not around
and the fact that you didn't call
but mostely i hate the way
i don't hate you
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Susan dirksma!: | Zondag, juli 03, 2005 11:31 |
| ja mooi, maar niet zelf geschreven, het is een gedicht uit de film, ten things i hate about you | |
| flyingbabe: | Vrijdag, oktober 11, 2002 18:42 |
| mooi gedicht jezz liefs, babe |
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| Auteur: jezzica | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: klitty | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 11 oktober 2002 | ||
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