Fear

I find it absolutely amazing what makes us afraid,

What makes us terrified, and it stems not only from that which is irrational,

But something only we can recognize,

And even, at certain times, others can vividly see.

You stare at someone, and you hate them for some reason,

Resent them,

Despise them and for what?

For what specific purpose?

You have this chip on your shoulder in the past, but that simply means you fear what may happen to you if you involve yourself with them.

But for the ones who mindlessly hate another...

You hate them...because you fear them.

Its funny isn't it?

From day one of when you have known this person there has been no reason for your hate towards them,

You have been popular yourself, you have a liking from people, and despite your flaws people adore you.

But now?

You hate someone who outperforms you in areas where he or she exceeds in.

You hate the person because of his interactions with specific people.

You HATE the person for simply being them, being unique and jus t so happening to be involved with people who resent you as well...

You fear them...because you want to be them.

You fear that at one point you may lose something that you may have never had a chance to begin with, and hold onto a faint hope that no one else cares for but you.

You fear me...because you want to be me.