most of the time

most of the time
I used to hate you

you, who always said that you care
but never realized how bad I had been hurt until I told you
but then, you belittle it...

everything I did was never good enough for you

You used to said
I had to do this and that
I should not do this and that

I had to follow everything that you told me to do
or I would never be a decent woman
and you did this because you cared

most of the time
I hate you
for making me feel useless
for making me feel unworthy

Now
you have her

Now you tell me everything I do is fine
I can do anything that I want to do
I can be anything that I want to be
because I am perfect as the way I am

Now
I hate you more than ever