Is it me or is it you,

that hates the fact,

that I’m not you?

If it’s me, why do I

look in the mirror wishing,

I was you?

If it’s you, why do you

hate me so true,

cause I’m not like you?

Never mind.

It’s not me!

It’s you!

I now realize why you hate me.

It’s because you hate you,

for love in your heart you never knew,

cause if you had, you’d accept

the fact that I am me and you are you.