Hate Me

There are many things you can do to me

I’m sure you’ll think of them all.

Once the lady begins to fight

You know she’s taken the fall.

Hate me because you think I’m smarter

Or even better looking than you.

Hate me because I’m overweight

Or because my family grew.

Hate me because of my skin color

Or perhaps you hate my religion.

I’m sure you could even make something up

It’s only your decision.

There is only one problem, you see

While you are blissfully unaware.

You may make me listen to the bullshit

But you will never make me care.