I don’t like the outcome that’s fatal
I will always have desire to live
And I hate when comes the time of year
All my cheery songs are taking leave

I don’t like cynicism or deification
Neither one will find place in my mind,
And I hate it when a stranger reads my letters
Peering through my shoulder from behind

I don’t like to leave my things half-finished
Or when conversation’s stopped mid-way
Hate those shooting in the back and also
Those who aim between the eyes, two feet away

I don’t like the rumors born by vanity
Worms of doubt, addicts hooked on praise
And i hate when patted in the wrong direction
And a dreadful tune a nail on chalkboard plays

I don’t like excessive self-assurance
I’d prefer for breaks to fail instead
And it’s a shame a word like "honor" is forgotten
Leaving room for gossip to be spread

I don’t like the ones who bully others
And those who are obediently victimized
Their broken wings would not get my compassion
Although i won’t deny my pity for the Christ

I don’t like myself when i feel frightened
Or when an innocent bystander takes the hit
Or when people pry into my heart in search of something
Or even worse, they try to spit in it

I don’t like maneges or arenas
Raising millions by pennies from the herd
Even though big changes lay ahead of us
I will always stay true to these words