I understand how you can be so, you

And perform before your audience in such a way as you do

But oh how I loathe you

How I simply detest your being

Your disdain for things I love

Your disastrously opinionated mind

Your entire self, I cannot stand

The way you walk

The way you talk

The way you think your right

Every word from your mouth is like poison to my skin

Why do I feel so you may ask?

We are much, too much alike

I think I'm right

You do too

You are almost the very opposite of how I feel

Your thoughts so far from mine

Yet so close in a way

Sometimes I'm glad I met you

Most of the time…I must agree to disagree