I hate the things you do.
Criticizing my every flaw,
makes me think I don’t know you.

Your negativity initiates an endless déjà vu,
making it feel there’s no withdrawal.
I hate the things you do.

Trust me, your appreciation is overdue,
because we are stuck for the long haul,
makes me sad I don’t know you.

Always forgetting to do the dishes, too.
Our marriage is a vase about to fall.
I hate the things you do.

Our dependence is lost in a romantic zoo
causing an emotional enthral.
I don’t know you.

If only this image were untrue
because I can’t mend your growing wall.
I hate the things you do
that make me think I don’t know you.