What do I know of hate?
What do I know of anger?
If I turned out fine without him,
Why the hell should it matter?

Being angry for over a decade
Doesn’t bring one much laughter
It only brings sadness and heartache
And resentment to another

I would love for this hate to disappear
Be gone forever
But why am I so keen on holding on to it
Like I’m losing a piece of treasure?

How can I ever forgive you?
And free my self from this disaster?
If I keep on hating you everyday
Creating longer distance from each other?