Warning: Darkness ahead, Read at our own risk.
Don’t be pleased by me,
I want to offend you.
Don’t agree with me,
I want to rattle you.
Don’t have a want, to be near me,
I want you to be repulsed by me.
I don’t want to be with you,
I want you to wish my existence away.
Something strong we will have then,
You and I will have something to think about, till the end,
And not just nodding along the way, till we go off edge.