This is reeeeeeeally short. It was just another idea that wouldn't leave my head. Maybe I'll do something with this one day, who knows?
I hate the king for seeing us as objects and not human beings.
I hate the rich bastards that treat us like we are nothing more than garbage that needs to be disposed of.
I hate my father for bringing me into this world and for hurting my sister.
I hate the hunger that plagues the people in the slums.
I hate the disease that took Miriam away from me.
I hate myself for not being able to save her.
I hate the way my heart skips a beat when he gives me that damn smile.
I hate the way it shatters into pieces when he looks at me with those sad eyes.
I hate the loneliness that haunts me whenever he's not with me.
I hate that I feel as though the world would be meaningless if he weren't in it anymore.
I hate that he's constantly on my mind.
I hate the warmth that spreads through my chest whenever I see him.
But, no matter how hard I try, I could never hate him.