The very sight of you makes me want to vomit
When I hear your voice it makes me cringe
I clench my fist when I see you near my friends
I don't like you at all

I want to scream out what I think of you
yet I hold it in...to be honest I don't know why
you will know what I think of you by the end of this poem
I don't like you at all

Your hair is oily
You brag about everything you are good at because you are rarely
successful
You try to make me jealous
I don't like you at all

You are like a fly buzzing in my ear, I want to squash you
That way I wouldn't have to face you everyday
And everyday it's something new...something new with you
...I don't like you at all