A Hidden Hater
Sitting wondering why haters hate so much makes it really hard to tell who you can trust. Where strength and fear often collide a talk with my heart through my mind
Why..
When I’m doing great, I feel they’re reserved with hard times they sing. I knew it often heard
Sometimes, I swear I feel lies, glimpses of something not right in their eyes. They say we’re cool, but it’s not what I see, and I often feel they don’t even like me
My heart wants to know why I feel like I do, but my mind is telling me the hardened truth
Because…
Unable to stand, they will stay by your side even if it’s you they don’t really like. Those fooling lies hide those eyes that watch you fall in helpful disguise. Even if you’re not really their choice, left with their pride, that’s plenty annoyed
Okk…
I think my heart understands it’s about what I do and what I have, but strength through struggles made me who I am
Yep…
And that’s when haters hate when they can’t be what you can
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