Misanthropy
I think I have begun losing sanity, You see, I now hate humanity! The uncle who wears an overcoat In just the same shade of fawn He makes my heart go racing I wish he never was born The officer who now does your role Tries hard to fit into your shoes Wears it like a big bad cloak Misfit, lax, and loose Then there’s this army officer His hair cut just like yours He makes me fall to the ground I wish he returns to his force Now most of them can be borne Except that one special guy Tall, broad, and strong Turning heads as he walks by His voice is also deep His demeanour known to be sweet He even matches your gait Nearly stops my heartbeat Every day on that street That you’d walk by each day Tucked in the corner in my car For just one look at you, I pray There’s a crowd that walks down that road The officer, the woman, the boy Yes – I hate everyone that’s not you My love, my life, my joy.