I hate it i hate it so much
Why do i have to know abt,
Wht the others are thinking
What are the misunderstanding and the doubts
The people that are villians in my story
Why should I think they are heores somewhere?
Why do I have to consider them?
Abt there problems why shld I care?
Why do I have to be understanding?
Why do I have to think twice?
'They might be going through smothing bad'
Why do I have to be smart and wise?
Why do I have to take their apology
Why do I have to change my mind
Why do I have be accept dumb excuses
To my pain why should i be blind
I want to hate them till death
I don't want to knw wht they think
I dnt want to care what they are suffereing from
How can I be so considerate in a blink
I hate the other povs
I hate how ppl hurt me are hurt too
I hate to think they too desrve better
I hate how some part of me doesn't hate you.
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I Think
PoetryWalking back home the thoughts encage my head and then words come dripping out of my mind. This is just a collection of some of them, that mesmerised me as well. The ones that I could'nt believe were mine. The thoughts, the ideas, the magic in the l...
