People I Hate

Person #1

She bites on her fork and chews her food like a teacher and that’s the only way I can describe it

She walks around with her mouth slightly open and makes a weird face when she’s asking a question

She hums all the time, even when the room’s deathly silent

Person #2

He grumbles and groans

And points with his eyebrows at the people he’s complaining about

He does his job sloppily

It’s his age, or his grief, or his plain lack of sleep

That turns him into an ungrateful old crone

Person #3

She laughs at other people when they make embarrassing mistakes or mispeak

You’ll never catch her say the words, “My bad” or “I messed up”

She hands the hard work off to other people and never makes eye contact

Person #4

I’m a hummer when I’m home.

And at times, a complaining crone too.

I have my moments of egotism all the time. I guess I just hate to see what annoys me be exposed in myself

So the next time I see one of them coming, I won’t avoid a conversation or a smile

Cause the little fault I find in them is a log in my own eye they can see from a mile away

And God forbid they sense any dislike in my expression

So my perfect reputation is not tainted with hatred

Cause I genuinely couldn’t think of something worse

Than to be exposed for the fake flattery I internally rehearse

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