Don't Hate

Don’t hate, appreciate Be careful what you write in the bathroom stall You might just want to make that person fall Fall, fall on their knees Next thing you know they are tempted to squeeze Squeeze, pull that trigger And then their depression starts getting bigger People can’t figure out why Why, why was she crying? What was so bad she felt like dying? Then you begin to look back Think if the time you took off that pen cap It was the scratch of your pen You writing out your own dividends Your own proportions of hate That sent that beautiful girl to the pearly white gates Be careful what you write on the bathroom door Slut, B****, skank and whore You never know next that name could be yours