I hate the way I look
I hate the way I feel
I hate the way I know
That my hate is real
I hate the way some people
Seem to get all the breaks
I hate the way I don't have
What it seems to take
I hate the way some people
Never seem to lose
I hate the way it seems
I never get to choose
I hate the way some people
Think they know it all
I hate the way those people
Never seem to fall
I hate so much in this life
Sometimes I cannot see
Because I am so filled with hate
I sometimes even hate me
4-11-07/RJH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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