I hate what I’ve become; I hate to hate
But loss deserves no better frame of mind
I know it will come back if I but wait
I wish it was a penny I could find
Both hate and loss congeal within my brain
Emotion’s heart still beats; it isn’t luck
They gave me pills to stop emotion’s pain
And now I’d cry, but all my tears are stuck
I only have an accident to blame
I only have a life of hate and loss
I had a love, but then I lost her name
I hate the bridge to find her I must cross
I love to love and love what I will be
When I have found my thoughts and they’ve found me.