• You know how I love,
    The way you hate me.
    It's like you think I really care,
    Of what in me you see.

    You gush about my atitude,
    And next onto my hair.
    Picking me apart,
    As if I really care.

    I role my eyes,
    And tap my feet.
    Waiting to see if you've finished,
    Or have met defeat.

    I sigh and laugh loudly.
    As I start to walk away.
    You'll never bring me down.
    No matter what you say.