its a different feeling
the feeling of hatred
so very often i feel the love of those around me
but rarely do i feel the hate
everyone masks their true identities behind a wall of insecurities and lies
insecurities that cam crush every morsel of your body
lies that can infect every corner, every edge, and every line in them
you call someone depressed because they aren’t excited about life
but what if they are
but people judge them so aggressively they begin to believe what they tell them
you call someone stupid because they cant solve one problem
but what if they werent taught
you call someone immature
but what if they werent taught to be an adult
what if they were nurtured their entire life
you say im not strong because i cry
i am strong because i let myself cry
no one can define who you are
you are what you believe you are
but you are also more than that
you havent met the real you yet. that hasnt come yet
you could be 200 years old and still not be grown up
you could be 400 years old and still not know yourself
you could be 10,000 years old and not know what to do
we are only human
for once look in a mirror and imagine how it would feel to know
i wouldnt want to
as a human you should experience this roller coaster of life and learn as you go
you cant live your life if you anticipate every turn of event
you can exceed if you think you cant get far
you have to push past all the shit thats around you and break down barriers to reach goals and aspirations
it doesnt matter who you are
it doesnt matter what you are
skin color, age, gender, sexual preference
none of that matters
none of that defines you
no one is better than another
if anything we are all chest pieces in a game
who ever is higher in a social hierarchy is just pawn thats been chosen
pawn that can be destroyed, stolen, knocked down with every passing second
you hate because theyre “different” from you
but maybe your the different one
maybe your the one at fault
youre the judge
they arent the verdict
your actions are