The hate I feel inside,


Is ready to come out,

But I must not let it,

I hate how people think they know me,

I hate how people think they understand me,

I hate how they lie to me,

I hate how I have to hide my tears,

I hate how I keep everything inside,

I hate how I lie to everyone,

I hate how nobody knows me,

I hate how I have to keep my life a secret,

I hate how I can't trust anyone,

I hate how this world goes around,

And each day people are suffering,

I hate how I feel,

I hate how there are people starving,

I hate who I am,

I hate how I am,

I hate how my life is a fake,

I hate how I am a fake,

A liar,

I hate how I'm sitting here now,

And writing all this,

For others to see,

Yet the people I know will never know who I am,

Because they would not understand,

I hate how they say they will,

When we all know they wouldn't,

I am burning with hate,

Hate that I know will not go away,

Not even as I write,

This hate beyond anything I have ever felt,

Hate that I must hide,

For they would not understand why I have so much hate inside,

And that I feel like screaming,

Until I can get all out,

The tears that I hide,

Also come from the hate that I feel,

And this hate that is aching to come out,

To show its ugly face,

Upon this world,

And I cannot let that happen,

But as each day goes by my hate grows more and more each day,

The hate I feel inside,

Is ready to come out,

But I must not let it,

Not yet


I would want to live longer...