A Hate Just for You
My hate for you is so strong
But I can't let it free
You'll never know my hate for you
You'll never really see
When the tears roll down my face
You'll think I'm sad and hurt
But really it's my hate for you
Don't bother if I'm curt
This kind of hate twists me up inside
But that isn't why I cry
Because my hate is kept to bide
To the time I die
This one thing I'll give to you
In my will of death
This one thing I'll give to you
I'll still hate you more or less
You'll find out how I really felt
How I kept it all inside
Now my time is over
I've got no more time to bide
So take this poem
I give it to you
When you read it take a look
To my coffin; new
You'll find a smile upon my face
You'll know that I hate you