Hate.

I hate the way we all conform.

And I hate the way we all converse.

And I hate the way we all cease.

And I hate the way we let society continue.

 

Hate.

I hate the way we all worry.

And I hate the way we all wonder.

And I hate the way we all wait.

And I hate the way we let society warn.

 

Hate.

I hate the way we all mourn.

And I hate the way we all are mercenary.

And I hate the way we all want money.

And I hate the wat we let society want it too.

 

Hate.

But I love the way we live together.

And I love the way we all loath together.

And I love the way we all laugh together.

And I love that society lets us...

I love you.

While still hating you.

Society, my dear.

You are something else...