Rummaging through old creative writing notebooks from High school and came across a bunch of poems.
You are so ugly,
You evil, uncaring, friend of mine,
With the hugs and laughs,
Nothing but pure hatred for your lack of interest,
Your unraveled colored curls of falseness,
That only a mother could love,
The way I feel for you,
Makes my rage divide up into groups,
Like hating you wasn’t low enough.