I hate you.
I really do. Loathe, even.
You disgust me.
I am sick of your fake smiles, and easy disposition.
Because I know who you really are. Yes, I do. I see right through you, and it disgusts me.
I see the selfish cretin that hides beneath your skin. Your hypocrisy sickens me, and I am surprised that I am the only one who can smell the stench of the decay that emanates from you.
You are a liar. You are a cheater. You are a phony.
I have never wanted to hurt someone so bad.
I want to break you down, tear down your foundations and bring you to your knees. I want to expose you, you fraud.
I want to hurt you, just like you have hurt everyone around you. I want to scar you the way you have carelessly scarred the people you supposedly care for.
And more than anything...
I want you to stop.
Stop staring back at me.
When I look in the mirror.