You

To be truly free I'd love to know how it feels.
I see you looking at me with your glare filled with So much hatred I feel like you'd end me.
Oh why,tell me now
Must you feel such resentment against me
I see that my presence makes you feel pain,but is it truly justified.
Why do you see me as an enemy,why must you see me as a threat.
All those people who've lost their lives and now you seem to know the best
I heard your story many times,always same and never good.
When will you stop for a minute and think
Stop for a moment and let reason win
Instead you choose a path of hatred a path of suffering
One I can't take,one I won't take