Hating
Why am I hated because you chose not to know me?
Why am I hated because you are jealous of what you see?
Am I hated because you’re insecure about who you are or?
because I can walk around with my head hi like a superstar?
Hating gets you nowhere, but takes me to a higher place,
especially when every time I see you, you have that jealous look on your face.
my grandmother once told me, hating is not good for the soul, but
at the same time the person who is hating is giving you full control.
They can’t stand the fact that your life is exciting and rich,
This is the reason why they are so quick to call you a bitch.
Hating is just a way of life for some
That’s because they are blind, ignorant and dumb.
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