ballboy

Hate the Anger, the things that we miss out the world is like it is against you
I hate people who hurt others in any way
Who would hurt a little child

Anger will fall and happyness will rise 
evil will fall and good will rise
when I am angry I write my heart out
so you should too

hate

Love you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains, 
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains 
To weep at my enduring foe

Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity 
all I ever wanted was love
That I could ever triumph over love!