Hate
Is a strong word
It is all around me, everywhere
Im not a criminal, im not bad, im not a liar
But somehow, HATE seems to make its way towards me
HATE
What did i do? why am I in this position?
I am innocent, please don't hurt me
HATE brought me here
HATE gave me these scars and bruises
HATE is the reason i am crying
HATE is why i can barely breathe
HATE is what has taken over my innocent life
I wake up, I cant move without hurting
I try to grasp what has happened
I try to remember why i was accused
Why was I accused?
HATE is what happened
HATE
Credits:
Created with images by dogulove - "Santa's Police Escort"