(no subject)
the hatred
built inside
may not be goood
but maybe it is
who knows
what is inside
can never be wrong or bad
no one can ever take it away from you
for it is what you feel
it belongs to you
god may they be cruel
they may be mean
never speaks what is felt
too scared
truly loves inside
not all hate
these words that are spoken
but not in words
in body language
through the countenance on the face
you know what they truly mean
never speak before you think
for regret is never good to have
always say what you mean
even though at the moment it may not be what you feel
i wrote this so long ago, i dont even remember when
i just randomlly found it in some sketchbook though