I hate people,
the way they talk
move, shake
stretch their arms out just to embrace,
makes me sick.
I hate people,
they all think they will be someone,
do something I'll think of
for a second of my life.
I hate people,
they way they interrupt me
when I am staring into space.
Their eyes always viewing my face.
I can't stand it
the fact that I am one of them.
*I wrote this in my algebra class...bunch of snobs. I don't 'hate' people that was just my mood at the time.*
