racecar

"racecar" is a palendrome. I like palendromes, they're the same forward and backward.
I love it when we hold hands, our fingers make palendromes, a harmonious equilibrium.
I hate the sound of dripping taps, yet I love the sound of them, and I often fall into the rythm of the beating water.
I hate it when we bicker and argue and yet I love it because it helps me learn more about you.

I enjoy the sun, but hate the burns.
I love the road, but hate the turns.
I strive to please, but please to strive,

And nonetheless it all repeats.

And I can't tell what is forward, and what is backward, and what is real and what is not.