I hate that it pushes you around I hate that no matter how much control you think you have, you don't I hate it's uncertainty I hate it's prideful nature I hate that it's a bully I hate that it's a society I hate the expectations I hate it's constant change I hate the loneliness I hate the void I hate the desire I hate the constant chase I hate the lack of absolute peace I hate the culture I hate the religion I hate the division I hate the choices I hate the people Oh God, I hate the people I hate the routine I hate the essence of it
But do you know what I hate the most about it? What I hate about life? That it does not end soon enough.
When my mind started to cloud, I began thinking out loud.