you hate and hate and hate
but do you?
pretentious, i don't believe it
i found someone more complacent
more self-righteous, but not at all
piteous, how do you manage to be
flawless to the naked eye?
i want to analyze you
all over but
i don't even know you, speak to you,
"never speak of this again."
i think i've gone insane and i think
i might try to fight the futile war.
can i win a match against your life and
may i cut in?
(and could i perhaps
get a taste of your brilliant one-liners and
i've heard so much,
i just can't resist.)