Hate scares me because sometimes there's no reason for it.
what would happen if i was different? if i stood out from the crowd?
would it be alright?
even if i breathed like you, my heart beats like you, doesn't it mean i'm human like you?
wouldn't it make us the same? so if i chose to be different would you hate me anyway?
what if my eyes were different, my skin was different? would it be so bad, just because i'm different than you?
are you alone? do you walk by yourself? because i know how that feels. we're no obligated to stand out, so why not live blending in like a chameleon? it's easier. i think i'd rather do that.
because people hate like it's fun to do. but it's not. i don't mind different opinions, but i do mind hate, so...
do you hate me?
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loss for words
Poetryevery day I'm left at a loss for words. ✘CW: mentions of suicide and self-harm © 2017-2023 alexxiajay, all rights reserved *i wrote this collection in 2017, i have only updated it recently. (fixed some grammatical errors, and changed a few things, b...
