FUCK YOU, understand?

I'm beginning to hate & pin-point alot abt life
I find myself so hard to please
Every little small things will trigger my temper to blow
I feel that love isn't equilvalent to bread
it can never satisfy in the long run
The reality is too overwhelming
it's too harsh for you to adapt
Love has loses it's original meaning
it seems so distorted & mundane now
I'm so lost in the midst of it
& i'm still in search of the exit
I just hate the way things are
yet there's nothing i can do
You still doesn't get the meaning
& it's making me leaving
Maybe it's the different perception
like they say no one is perfect
& you jolly well have to accept
Someday i'll bid you goodbye
maybe that's when you'll realise ..
No use crying over spilled milk
Period.