Hate Is a 4-Letter Word

What has changed me into something I don't know? Forgotten feelings, like I never know Eyeballs bouncing in a room of blinded me Careful of the feelings, I thought I knew me A man is waiting at the corner, screaming at me Angry hate for myself, the hidden me A closet of angry words, no sight to put them in Hateful sea of love, with no one to put it in A classic film of yesterday is just today Once tomorrow, maybe never, I hate me Bricking myself into the wall of wretched sin Hoping to be by myself, I won't let you in My product is only second-grade I hate to discuss what this man has made Forming in my hands, I know it all too well Staring at the glass, I know myself too well Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word Hate is just a four letter word