I Hate you,
For all this chaos your causing,
the tension your making,
the way you make me feel so jumpy,
making me so happy when it feels so wrong,
I hate you for making me,
fight one more fight,
with my parents,
the one fight i know will shock them as I come home,
ready to fight.
I love you for all you've done for me,
accepting me as i am,
punk, prep, whatever you want to call me you can,
I love you for what your making me do,
come out to my parents,
making them realize i'm not the preppy daughter,
they once always wanted.
I'm not her anymore.
And I love you,
for all that you are, all that you arent.
