Hate you

I hate you and all that you stand for,
You don't give a thing without keeping score.

You're like a smart phone constantly correcting words,
Making me feel like an idiot and what I've said was absurb.

Well excuse me Mr. Perfect not everyone can be you,
Well spoken, intelligent with the correct world view.

No matter who you must belittle or correct,
You'll be RIGHT or fight to the death.

Proving your point until the end,
No matter the means you won't be condemned.

You must always be right in the end...