Back to the Rainbows

rainbows, fairytales, sugar and spice,
born to think that everything's nice.
hatred, violence, grappling vice,
sudden realisation makes you wise.

darkness and loneliness makes one breathe with difficulty.
take the easy way out.
through rose-coloured glasses,
escape's rainbows, fairytales, sugar and spice.

Copyright © 2002 Angela Ruan

"10 Things I Hate About You"

I hate the way you talk to me and the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind I hate you so much it makes me sick it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right I hate it when you lie I hate it when you make me laugh even worse when you make me cry

I hate it that you're not around and the fact that you didn't call But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you Not even close, Not even a little bit, Not even any at all.