you are a liar

some are careful
about their ugliness
they bury it, wrapped in sugar
deep down
inside their boiling selves
stomping it.
denying that it is real
smiling to the world huge
and trying to walk through the world
as if they are not here and leave no mark
and all that they have ever done
is love everyone and everything.
but the memory
of the mean things that you have done
because you hate so well
will stay
and haunt you
and never be undone
and every time i am reminded of you
i am reminded of unwarranted hatred and lies.
and i feel good
because i know
that you remember too.
some small justice.
because i know that as long as you live
you will hate.
because you hate so well
you really do.