Hates rejection (never asks) 
Hates to lose (so never plays) 
Hates the crowd (stays safe alone) 
 The things we hate don’t harm us 
 as much as the hatred does.

Loves her madly (still holds back) 
Loves to learn (but not at cost) 
Loves adventure (in his mind) 
 That which we love we often 
 leave strangely neglected. 

Irony holds sway where 
The mind cannot find the quiet 
To hear it call itself out