This song is originally about Justin disappointing his mother. If you listen to the full song with the tape record playing in the beginning, it's his mother leaving a message and wondering how Justin is doing with his rehab. The song IS about how he was addicted to drugs and his mother helped him off his addiction, ("I'm sober now, for three whole months, that's one accomplishment that you helped me with"). But he is telling his mother personally (inferred in the song): hate me so you can live happily, and don't die in disappointment in me.Justin doesn't want his mom to die with such huge disappointment in him, so it's inferred she died in disappointment, which is what Justin doesn't want. And the whole "Hate me, today....Hate me tomorrow..." and the rest of the chorus is him telling his mother to hate him, and if she does hate him then she won't care and she wouldn't bother with him so she can be happy with her life and not in disappointment in him which Justin fears might happen.In the end she loves him and she will never hate him because the love she has for her son Justin is very strong.
Its all about his drug or drinking addiction. His mother calls in the beginning which she never gives up on him. Wants to know if shes ok. He talks the first paragraph about what he is going through with quiting his addiction. Then second paragraph talks about how his mom is there know matter what he went through, suicide, etc. Last paragraph he talks about trying to get rid of it and why won't it go away. Hate me today, he hates himself and tomorrow because he can't stop. But his loved ones still love him even though they hate his addiction.
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"How doubly poignant is my smart, Bereaved of my Cen'lin's heart! Exil'd from that deluded breast, Where I had fondly hop'd to rest, With faith undoubting, sweet repose, Till Death should bid my eye-lids close. And sometimes yet will hope arise; Till now he ever scorn'd disguise; Some cursed fiend might taint his youth, And warp a temper form'd for truth. When late he humbly knelt for grace, And clasp'd my knees in close embrace, Upon his lips a secret hung, But something seem'd to stay his tongue; I prest not, for my anger slept, And fondness only saw he wept; Ah! fatal haste! then had I known The serpent, I had sav'd my son! Yet surely pardon frank as mine, A noble heart would more confine! When leaguing with my bitter foe, To strike some grand, decisive blow; Perhaps to rob me of my throne, And make it, ere the time, his own; Or, should wan guilt a danger dread, To humble this devoted head, Each throbbing pang of conscience drown, And seize, with bloody hands, the crown. O'er this offence I cast a veil, And fondly hush'd the whisper'd tale. Ah fool! deluded by the grace, Of that fine form, and perfect face; I thought his bosom free from sin, Nor dreamt a demon lurk'd within. His voice, which ever could controul, Each passion of the hearer's soul, With ease my partial heart beguil'd, Who knew no sorrows when he smil'd. And ah! my friends, your downcast eyes, Your pensive air, and smother'd sighs, All tell me you lament the fate, Of him, whom yet you cannot hate. And shall I bear then to behold, That form inanimate and cold, His smiling lips depriv'd of breath, His eyes for ever clos'd in death! Ah no! my heart with anguish swells, And every throbbing vein rebels. Let sorrow weep, or anger thrill, Yet all the parent triumphs still. 2ff7e9595c
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