To All Those Who Love To Hate These Are My Words Of Wisdom

Why do we hate?
Why must we feel,
Such a bitter emotion,
That jealousy reveals?

Why does it complete us?
Why should it give meaning,
To all the pathetic little lives,
That leaves us all seething?

How can you love hate,
More then you love love?
When it's a stupid emotion,
condemned from above.

How can you revel in it,
To make yourself feel good,
Knowing that you are wrong,
And she was doing everything she could,

To make it through the day,
Though she struggled to find a smile,
She did everything she could,
To make it all worthwhile,

I always admired her,
Because she always found a way,
No matter how broken she was,
To somehow seem okay,

Yet people love to hate,
It's something in their nature,
It's the thing that seems to turn us,
Into some despicable creature,

The thing you must remember,
Is that when you truly hate,
You evoke pain and become a member,
Of a life not worth living.

It is a life time guarantee,
Something that will never end,
And then what's next for you?
Who will be your friend?

Just ask yourself, do you really want,
To live with jealousy within?
But under no circumstances should you forget,
It's still a fucking sin.

So you can go away,
And you can live with hate,
Just don't come crying to me.
When you realise it's to late.

A hateful life is not worth living,
Surely even you can see,
That it is something about us,
That was never meant to be.