I hate being free,
I don’t want to be sober.
I hate not having you
On my corner.
I hate the person I see
When I look in the mirror.
I hate when I laugh
While you are in sorrow.
I hate my childish thinking
Temptations to write you.
I hate my weak will
That didn’t dare to keep you.
I hate chill summer nights
That are making me drink.
I hate from time to time
My ability to think.
I hate feeling of loneliness
When I am surrounded with people.
I hate losing myself
While being in…
