Does hatred need the hated

It needs you more 
Does knowledge need be sedated 
You can’t get to yourself through a closed door. 
 
And you’ll need to get there for the hatred 
It won’t come to me and implore me to be sure 
There’s no good to come from being degraded
An unsteady tower of authority, this body as its floor. 
 
My body needs not for its need to be debated 
Your hatred needs you, my body needs me more 
Is it really for me, that you stay so frustrated 
What is your own certainty asking you for?