Sometimes...

Sometimes I like you.
Sometimes I like you a lot.
But usually I can't stand you.
I can't stand that I like you and you don't know it.
I can't stand that everyone else knows I like you, and you can't see it.
I can't standing being your friend.
I can't stand talking to you.
I can't stand when you talk to anyone that's not me.
But I REALLY can't standing being mad at you.
Because I'm usually just mad at you...
because I like you.
And I can't stop.
So I guess sometimes I'm just made at me.

So for now, I like you.
But I make no promises about tomorrow.

Sometimes I wish...
Sometimes...
Yeah...