I hate me today,
And you hate me tomorrow.

Lets ride so far away
and hide from the faces of those
who will hate us each day.

I hate me today,
And you hate me tomorrow.

Lets soar on the wings of
the dove that brings us so much
closer together.

But not close enough.

I hate me today,
enough to just let the feathers
in my grip go.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Severin, in the year 220 MA.