Hateful world

Your hate is like a spear in my side.

Your crulety makes me want to run and hide.
Your insults make me want to cry.
Your anger towards me makes me want to die.
Your hateful remarks troubled my friends.
Your screaming has made my life want to reach it's end.

I've endured the insults,
And I'm tired of the hateful results.
One day you'll wonder why you were mean,
And I won't know what to say it seems.
You may hate me,
But one day you might need me.

You may need me to help you out,
And I would have some major doubt.
But you'll just be using me,
Because I know that you still hate me.
I'm not that stupid,
But I'll remember what you did.

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