  Here's my last piece of poetry for 2003. Just for you, Hilary. Here I thought you were someone Someone who knew where I was coming from But I turned my back for a second And you drove a stake through my heart for fun To tell you what that does to me You'd just smirk at me and laugh In the end you'll be hurt It makes sense. Do the math I don't love you now I've found the real you out You're ugly on the inside And now you're inside out I see through the lies Hidden behind your once pretty eyes There's nothing you can say or do My life won't waste on you There's something crawling under the skin on your face There's people out there with a kinder taste I don't want you anymore Since you're leaving shut the door I don't love you now I've found the real you out You're ugly on the inside And now you're inside out 
