~!Hatred!~
Hatred is a feeling I know well
It sits inside waiting for the right time to swell
My time, its time, our time it seems
Everyone thinks they can rule me
That willingly there I'll sit
And listen to them torment
I sit back and listen as my hatred boils to its rim
My eyes burn to show my anger
My hands start to shake, as my temper begins to swell
My anger subsides, but my mind is unaware
I wonder if next time they will get their fair share
My eyes begin to water, as I start to cry
My angry tears have flowed to many times
My soul is aching
As my heart is breaking
I wonder if one day they'll come to see
What this torment has done to me!
