You know we love and hate,
And that you can't deny,
So why do you think about,
The that ones you don't like?

Life's a picture,
And you've got the pens, so colour,
But leave the ones you hate in white,
And those you don't know duller.

I know you say you like me,
But I can see your work,
Not the stuff that's on display,
All that's behind your smirk.

I guess this is a criticism,
But it's all that you can get,
Cause I won't change what I will say,
And I'll have no regret.