I feel like I’m in a blender Being mixed around and altered I know how I should feel but it’s different from how I do. We’re lovers, me and you. I know that. I want to hold you close and love you, Tell you that you’re perfect. When we argue I feel guilt I’m not supposed to hurt you I love you. Other times I want to hit you You make me angry and sad Sometimes I just can’t stand you. Your face Your voice The words you speak Your actions And your soul It makes me want to scream. You make me feel wrong Is this how it is supposed to be? I love you, I do But I really truly hate you. My lover, my enemy The one who trapped me in this blender..