Give everyone a chance.
To hate all at once.
It would be nice if the world could see your true colors.
Put it all in one place, all the hate, every last ounce of it, on display, for all to see; the pain, you've instilled, within me.
I never said I was anything great. I heard the others though, when they decided not to hate. So I carried on, hurriedly, feeling like this was my one chance, and I didn't want to be late.
What have I done? Where has this led? If I listened to everyone, I'd be better off dead, so I'm glad that part, never went to my head.
I hear them though, loud and clear. Their world would be better if I wasn't here.
So come on and say it. Show everyone the monster you see, tell them what you'd prefer me to be. Hold open the door, tell me to leave, try to stop everyone you want to deceive while you wear hate so proudly upon on your sleeve, from getting in my way, preferring I stay.
The hate is outnumbered, ten to none, your voice is too small, it looks like I've won.
Maybe I'm wrong but my feelings are strong for this place you disgrace with your presence and face you decide to hide when a man shows pride, pushing hate to the side.
Enjoying the ride.
