*I hold on to my hatred,*
*like it is a gift, fragile and sacred,*
*like it is one of a kind,*
*if I don't have it, I loose my mind,*
*I hold on tight and won't let go,*
*without s fight, you should know,*
*this hate I hold I will not let go,*
*refuse to hide it, let it show,*
*I hold on to it, like I need it,*
*you won't understand,you'll just misread it.*
