Hate.

I hate it.

Not saying it out I hate it, but through certain actions,
certain looks, certain ways of speaking,
Yes, I am forcing myself to do something I really hate.
Yet, I am still doing it.

I know it is tiring, but sometimes life is not about choosing.
Sounds weird, but I always like to force myself to do things I hate.
Adaptation I guess, the more I hate it, the more time I face it,
eventually, I will get used to it.

Weird concept, yet I agree upon with it.