I can't stand this
I hate the sound
I hate the thought
I hate the name
Yet I know not his image
My anger is flowing
I can't control it
I try to avoid it
Pretend that it's not there
I cover it up with a forged smile
Then and there it bursts through
This trite subject crawls back
It mocks me
Flaunting ambiguouse comments
Attempting to prove it's superiority
Passing me off as an absurdity
Trying to show my insignificance
Exploiting its nonspiritual advantage
Stressing the fact that it's their
And Im not
Then and there it bursts through
I realize that.... IT IS THERE
But it will never be where I am
 
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