My State of Mind

There are many ways to say I hate you, Let me count the ways, I detest you, I despise you, I loathe you, I abhor you. Why do you hate? Let me think, Maybe it's your race, or your religion, maybe it's your inclination. Maybe I just hate you, Yes! That's' it, I just deeply, despise you, Nay! You say! You think my mind is twisted, You think I'm not thinking straight, Ha, ha, ha! I laugh at the notion, In which you out so much emotion, You think I'm unconscious, But I say nay! I am sane, perfectly sane. I am so sane, That the word is merely an understatement, So yes I hate you, Reason - I need none, Because if I must despise something, You are the perfect one.