It's hard to tell
If I should feel hatred towards anything
Should I start from the beginning?
Would that help?
Should I be mad towards my parents
For loving one another but apparently not enough?
There are infinite definitions of the emotion love
Who am I to judge their past intent?
Should I be mad towards myself
For halting the progress they both worked towards?
They would both tell me with conviction that those words
Are just bad for my mental health
Should I be mad towards the world
For *********** my life into where I am now?
My happiness has elevated past the highest cloud
My smile never curls downward
Should I be mad towards the past
For constantly occupying my entire thought process?
It never helps to dwell on mistakes and losses
Even if they pile up way too fast
Should I be mad towards the present
For shifting my actions without my permission?
I can't always see today as an inescapable prison
Though it's difficult to live in the moment
Should I be mad towards the future
For making me question and doubt everything?
People have died having that way of thinking
I will too if I continue, I'm sure
I feel the need to have hatred
Towards literally anything I can find
But my life's perfect in my own mind
Clearly, by what you've just read
So what was the point of this?
Probably to bring out my inner neautralness
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 3:22 AM UTC
It's hard to tell
If I should feel hatred towards anything
Should I start from the beginning?
Would that help?
Should I be mad towards my parents
For loving one another but apparently not enough?
There are infinite definitions of the emotion love
Who am I to judge their past intent?
Should I be mad towards myself
For halting the progress they both worked towards?
They would both tell me with conviction that those words
Are just bad for my mental health
Should I be mad towards the world
For *********** my life into where I am now?
My happiness has elevated past the highest cloud
My smile never curls downward
Should I be mad towards the past
For constantly occupying my entire thought process?
It never helps to dwell on mistakes and losses
Even if they pile up way too fast
Should I be mad towards the present
For shifting my actions without my permission?
I can't always see today as an inescapable prison
Though it's difficult to live in the moment
Should I be mad towards the future
For making me question and doubt everything?
People have died having that way of thinking
I will too if I continue, I'm sure
I feel the need to have hatred
Towards literally anything I can find
But my life's perfect in my own mind
Clearly, by what you've just read
So what was the point of this?
Probably to bring out my inner neautralness
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