Hate, why does this word haunt me so? It is through every inch of my mind and burns through my blood. I see my friends every day with a smile yet they ignore the hate that burns through my eyes. No matter how hard you try to tell them it's like they throw it back into your face with a smile upon their face. So I continue to write my feelings down in search of an answer why hate burns through my veins, and no matter how hard I try to stop writing it continues. Like a curse I got for just being me. I walk the halls like I'm always in a dream, some many people yet it feels like you are never there, like they never see me. Why, I feel lonely yet, I feel I do not truly know the meaning of lonely. Hate it causes a flame within me yet I always feel cold.
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