I hate myself for loving you.

I know my dreams shall never come true.

My prayers are of you; all you do is walk away.

I think back on the day I met you and come to realize....

that you are blind; blind for not seeing through me.

So I hate myself for loving you.

If there is such thing as God, I'm sure my prayers would've been answered by now.

If you care for me at all do one thing for me.

Stop scarring my heart.