hate & rage
Hate & rage
Since the past few weeks i have no idea what’s going on
with rage and anger wishing every day is dawn
asking myself what’s wrong
Sure I’m not perfect i make mistakes
but the crap that people give me i just won’t take
especially if you are my hate and rage
I got things to deal with already
all the crap that people give me just fuels me more energy
to say that i don’t give a damn of what you think of me
I feel like I’m in a cage
filled with all hate and rage
you don’t like me that’s okay
because you are my hate and rage.
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