In love I\'m not.
I never have been.
In hate I am.
I always have been.
I look on life as a chore.
And see only blood and gore.
Everyday I\'m all hated up.
It\'s the way I\'ve been since I was a hate filled pup.
On my face I don\'t wear a smile.
I look angry aggressive and vile.
A devil of a man that\'s what I am.
About goodness I don\'t give a damn.
Hatred my belly does fill.
What I need is a loved up pill.