Underachieving Poems

Hatred.

I really hate their words, its true,

The words they have to say.

I hate them for the things they do,

But still have no shame to pray.

I hate the fact they act all mighty,

And pretend that they're the best.

I hate the fact that they're all happy,

For them they are the highest.

I hate the fact that they're alive,

And the fact they live and breathe.

I hate the fact that they're so prideful,

And for no-one, they would heed.

I hate the fact that they live among us,

And the fact that they will thrive.

I hate the fact, yes I do!

The fact that they're alive.

I hate them all,

I hate them all,

I hate them and the rest.

I hate them all,

I hate them all,

I hate them the very best.