I hate who you are.

Who are you anymore?
Was i just blinded before?
Your actions, i hate them.
I try to tell you, but you
turn away in disgust and
anger.
This is why
the people don't like you.
Where are your morals?
I can't pretend it doesn't
bother me anymore.
I need to say something,
stop this madness.
Your a monster.
Your just what you hate,
or what you say you hate.
Avoiding you only makes it worse.
Your were the only person i could go
to.
You were the only person i trusted.
Now all I have is nothing.
I stopped talking to everyone else.
You complain, because everyone
talks about the personal things
that our yours.
You tell me that you were ashamed of
those things,
and you didn't want anyone to know.
But then at school, it was okay
and you tell them like your proud of it.
This is what happens.
I'm sorry,
I can't do this anymore.
When you've changed,
show me it.