HATE INTEGRATED MESS
Hate is knowing things can upset you
Hate is holding up what has left you
Hate is all that love can be
When love decides to set you free
Hate is when the drums just ignore you
Hate is when your life starts to bore you
Hate remands a frozen child
Waiting for the warmth of love to hold it
Integrated mess upon a falling tree
It is here upon I stress just what has became of me
Long ago like yesterday I didn't have a care
My time of loafing and having fun made me more aware
All the while life seemed so good
Not a thing could cause distress
Had I realized where I stood :
Integrated mess