(Hated)

This is a song/poem written by of friend of mine and I. Also pretty old and another one of my firsts.

I see who you really are

Too important for everyone

Even yourself

Too concerned with everything else

You fail

To see yourself

How horrible it would be

To never know the real me

 

Have you ever wondered what they would say

If the walls could talk

So opens the door

And through it I walk

 

The hollowness would torment me everday

But you know you'll never be this way

'Cause you're too blind to see what I see

But one day I know the blindness will cease

And you'll do nothing but regret the life you failed to see

But by that time,

You'll be deceased

 

Have you ever wondered what they would say

If the walls could talk

So opens the door

And through it I walk

 

When you thought people cared for you

From Heaven or Hell

You'll see at your funeral

There's no one but enemies

So the sad thing about it is

Everyone will be happy

Anyone that saw it from the outside world

Would have thought you were loved

'Cause what do they know?

They say, "So many people just for this one person.

Must have been sent from above."

But who you were they'll never really know

Only few know and now they wish they didn't

Because it's sad to think

How badly you were hated