To hate, you need them to be alive

I used my teenage to rage

Fire up the hate in hell gate

In revenge

I still do.

Then i see how people withering away

The most loved one. The most hated one.

No one is back

No matter how you wish for them to comeback

What use the anger i have ??

If the person cease to exist

Today, i stop myself

Because to hate and to love, you need them to alive