Most likely, you think I hate you
no, not hate, but worse.
You assume indifference
But that is where you\'re wrong
I am quite different.
Different, but not from you
How little, in difference we are
yet between us lies a sea
with waves of different walks
We don\'t walk different.
We walk the same, yet
I fear you\'ll walk a different street
And interfering dissidence
of non-indifferent traffic
makes crossing rather arduous
Of this, I am not indifferent.
Of this, I am of hate.