That feeling,
I don't even know how,
Is it love?
Is it hatred?

Day by day I've been wondering,
Is it what do we call as love?
Or better yet, hatred?

I love being surrounded by you,
In the same time I hate the fact that you were around.

With you by my side,
Cheering me up,
Until late at night.

With you by my side,
Every single moments wasn't right,
We end up with fights.

That feeling,
It so ****** up,
Either hatred or love,
Our feeling is always baffled.