People hate... it's what they do

by Kristi White   Apr 18, 2006


What is it with people today?
Why do we hate so much?
It seems to grow everyday
as if they don't get enough.
People start the talking
and rumors are believed as truth.
You can talk of everyone,
yet nobody can talk of you.
Everybody is faulty...
everyone but yourself.
You cast away the 1s who are different
when they are only reaching for help.
And what flaw do they serve
to make you hate in greed?
What do they possible have
that you feel you need?
What is it exactly that makes you feel
as if you are the only 1
who bleeds of red and feels the pain
of things that YOU have done?

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