Why i hate, why?? what i don’t like?
reason are pretty hard for me to justify.
things changes, But i am the same again.
hatred remains the same, its hard for me to forget what have changed.
What happened with me it filled me with debt,
i am just returning your debt day by day over again and again.
The beauty in hate is more intense, more than a love can summons.
no worries, no sorrow, no crying nothing to borrow, pure hate.
I just love to hate.
One word powerful enough,
to destroy every bit of love you hold.
Thinking about hate is a part of me strong and bold,
I love to have, hate to abolish.
Love is, not forgiving people and love to hate them for life.
I am soft hatred too sometimes with hate inside i am not fragile.
HATE IS A STRONG FEELING,
FEELING OF STRENGTH,
FEELING THAT NEVER BITES