He Hates Me He Hates Me Not

This speaks for itself...

 

He Hates Me, He Hates Me Not

 

Don’t hate me because I’m different.

Hate me because I annoy you.

Don’t hate me for the way I dress,

But for the way I toy with you.

 

Don’t hate me for my disheveled hair,

But for the wicked way in which I stare

In jealousy of you…

 

Don’t hate me for my constant blink.

Hate me for my depressing views.

Don’t hate me for the way I think,

But for throwing it at you.

 

Hate me for my pessimism

If it nags at you from within.

Can’t you see I am dying to know you?

 

Don’t hate me for the way I look.

Hate me for my constant complaint.

Don’t hate me for keeping my nose in a book,

But for my strong lack of restraint.

 

Hate me for the right things

If you must hate me

At all…

 

Don’t hate me because I’m unpopular,

But for the reason why: my beliefs.

Don’t hate me on account of their unjust words.

Hate me, reach down hate me, for being me.

 

I am everything you hate and more,

Yet your hate for me will leave me torn

As I stand back and watch you rule the world.

 

March 14, 2011