The Hate You Give
You dont understnad
You'll never get it
You will never feel the fear that courses through me
For im the monster who frightens you but you have no idea what the monsters are that give me chills
Im the one who walks beside you who greets you, never the less I terrify you so you my kind becasue when afraid, lives are lost
But my monsters are far more bone chilling blood curling hair raising
My terrors come from those who fear me
Those who assume
Those who wouldnt dar egive me the benefit of the doubt
My monsters are the ones with guns
Who are so frightened by my skin that the only way to silence their troubling thoughts are to eliminate the fears
My monsters dont hide under my bed or in my closet they dont lurk in the shadows or creep up from behind
They have much more power and are much too bold to hide
They run the country they chose my laws
And they tell me what to do
Those who I fear and whom fear me have the power and right to kill me if too afraid
Where as I am juts a monster with lesser feelings
Just a threat in need of elimination
Just a monster with no weapons no snarl or fangs but somehow a terrible villain that all are taught to fear
A lonely monster
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