Hate - Poem by Tiffany Swope
What is Hate?
I know that it's not a person.
But I know people feel it.
People have hate against me.
But why do people hate me?
I haven't done anything to anybody.
I try to be myself.
Is that what people hate about me?
Is being myself not enough?
What, everyone wants me to be like them?
I'm srry I can't be like them.
I have to be myself.
If people can't like me for who I am
then they aren't real people.
I don't know how people can feel hate.
I know I feel hate sometimes toward people. But most of the time I just dislike them.
You should never hate.
Because that's one of the wrost things you can feel.
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