Random thoughts

I Hate It

I hate it, I hate, I hate it
Why must we hurt
Why must our minds cloud up
Why must our minds hide what's best for us
People kill
Why
Why do they kill,
They kill themselves
They kill their souls
They trap them inside, they hide their souls
They cry out for help but no one listens
I hate this
It all spins in my head
Live, love, die
It seems that this is the order of which we live
We choose as some call "the easy way out"
It's not easy
It's painful
Why can't they see that
It's all around them
But their minds blur it from view
They pretend it's not their problem
It's someone else's
It's always someone else's problem
They pass it on to the next in line
Pushing, shoving, tears, pain
It's all there
Why can't you see it
It's the-
It's there....