I hate what you did, I don't hate you
Why hate somebody for the rest of your life?
Why hold onto that anger?
You will eventually die.
And when that time comes
To face your pain
Will you do it?
Will you chose yourself?
Chose the peace that you deserve
Or will you go back to your same old ways.
Listen
the pain you feel, the anger and the hate
It rushes to you faster than true love at times...
But its more about whether or not
you hate someone or
You simply hate what they did.
So when it comes down to the individual
Will you accuse him of being guilty of too many mistakes
or being simply human?
This poem is about:
Me
Our world