Concealed Hatred

Hidden from the world
I choose not to reveal
But in my tearms of needs
I choose to conceal

Conceal all that there is inside of me
My pain, My hatred, My fury
For no one would understand me
And then again, nothing would set me free

I'm trapped in my own threat
Cornered into the depths of my wounds
Even if I choose to run,
It turns back around and hits mea gain

"You're inhuman" I tell myself
A beast that hates all life on Earth
Don't get me wrong, I choose to conceal
All this hatred, my personality, it's worth

What would others think
When my thoughts hit them hard
When I show them my pain
Which will rip them apart

Even to those who are perfect
I show them their worst nightmare
The parts that only I see
The hatred living deep inside of me

Think about it again
Then tell me I am what I'm not
Because it's only what I am
I am what I'm not.



Written: October 22, 2008

(note: These poems were written more than a year ago, I just like to update them for the keepsake of it. But other than that, I hadn't developed that much knowledge on how to write decent poems back then and these are some of my earlier ones so please be aware of that.)