Is it easy, I wonder
To make something like you do
To make something
Beautiful
What is beauty though
Or otherwise stated
Isn't love a thing
That no one can possess
Yet many can experience

Perhaps it is this
This that is the reason
That I am unfamiliar
With that emotion
Not of course
Completely
But more than hate

That I am often myself
That I am so much so
That others tend
To stay away