Such a strong word
To truly hate something is rare
I used to say I hated this one person
Now I just nearly pity them
For no one seems to like them now.
There was this other person
I couldn't stand her
She was absolutely terrible
But still not deserving
Of the word hatred.
I think I'll know it
When I hate someone
There will be a feeling in my gut
And I'll want to stab them every day
But I won't.
I might even learn all about them
To give me a reason not to hate them
Because what is the purpose of hating
Why can't I just dislike them
Maybe there isn't a purpose.
The other thing is
If someone is being rude
It's true that they aren't doing it for joy
Nobody is that sick
So I don't think you should be so cool
And toss around the word hate
I might sound like a five-year-old
But I'm mature enough to say
Don't give them ammo, keep it in.