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...