Hate reminds me of him
Hate reminds me of them
Hate reminds me of foes
Hate reminds me of woes
Hate makes me beat my brain
Hate makes me go insane
Hate makes me act out lewd
Hate makes me say things crude
Hate tells me to act out
Hate tells me it's good to shout
Hate tells me to be bitter
Hate tells me I am a quitter
Hate could not be more than right
Hate makes me a person I spite