I don't understand this hatred
The hatred that you hold.

I don't see what I have done
To deserve your rays of hate.

What I don't see
is what wrong I might have done,
And you for some reason -- one I can not bring myself to ponder --
Bombard me with reasons that do not matter,
Ones that have no relevance.

But does hatred ever really make sense?

You hate cause you hate,
Not because who you...