#psuedopotence

There is nothing in the world that I care for

I’d rather see someone tortured and watch them burn

With you as the exception, which I abhor

  I could spend seconds telling you how beautiful you are

But I feel the sentiment must be better earned

There are no “sweet nothings” in the world I care for

  Being such a sadistic romantic is much a chore

A skill I’d rather not spend my indolent time to learn

But somehow you’re an exception, a curse I adore

  I do not mind your imperfections, your scars and sores

I can ignore your indiscretions, and other things of concern

There is nothing about you that I can have disregard for

  My misanthropy is comparable to Lucifer’s of lore

There is not a person on this planet whom I do not spurn

With you as an exception, because you, I adore.

  Love songs are not written for people of my rapport

The feelings may come and go, but never return

For there is nothing in the world that I care for