What I Hate

I am running out of time
Precious minutes that are mine
They are always late
This is what I hate

They make themselves
Look like fools
Thats not cool

I am always on time
But they waste minutes
That are mine

They think its alright
To keep me waiting
But this keeps me hating

Professionals they are supposed to be
But losers they seem to me

My time is not free
If it was
I would have been made a tree

They are always late
This is what I hate

My time they waste
They do not make haste

They do not care
This is not fair

They are always late
This is what I hate