I don't hate the people I hate what they do As they stubbornly pretend to Be someone they're not Real security and confidence Is not something they've got Misery is their lot As they go around faking Undertaking To fool those that care the most Utterly forsaking A real attempt at making Genuine relationships Real and close I don't hate the people I hate what they decide As they put on a front To cover up and hide The undealt with mess And turmoil inside What they need is not A good disguise Or more convincing lies But to face and embrace The truth And towards freedom Rise
I do not hold people's weaknesses or struggles or personal issues against them, especially if they are genuinely trying to do something to improve...my distaste is towards the people that don't even try to break free of the emotions and insecurities that would cause them to be "fake."