I love and I hate
all of the people in this place.
They’re so full of contradictions
I just don’t think I can take.
If you ever need a hand
you know that they’ll do all they can
just as long as they don’t know
you’re not like them.
They will take you in,
treat you like a friend
though they’ve not known you before
and they’ll not see you again.
If you look deeper you will find
that beneath their kindness lies
violence and prejudice
that they don’t even try to hide.
Depending on your situation
you may find you loathe or admire them.
They do so many evil things
but with such good intentions.
They stand so strongly against
anyone who’s different.
Yet if you fall within their group,
in them you can have confidence.
I just don’t know what to think
of these mixed emotions that they bring.
Should I consider them my friends?
or should I call them enemies?
It seems they have found a way
to somehow always stay
in a strange gray area
between my love and hate.