I feel like holding you down and drowning you with all the words that you've said to me.
I choose not to fight back. I choose not to burst at you with rage.
I choose not to scream at you with all the venomous words I could ever find.
I choose to remain still. And I choose to hold it down all inside.

I hate you so bad. And you wonder why you and my sister have it bad.
It's you, not her. It has always been you.

You blame me for everything. You choose to believe that I was wrong, that I never listened.
Well, I hope you'd wake up one day and finally admit you are wrong.
You are selfish and egoistic. And I hate you.