Prisoner of hatred

Often we feel insecure when people talk behind us, Yes we hate it. Their unwanted opinions make us hate ourselves, we go beyond things than we could ever imagine.

PRISONER OF HATRED

I see stars,

but since I have a reckless heart,

I don't deserve to see them.

I see light,

but since I have a cold mind,

I don't know if I was the dark.

I hoped for love,

They said I deserved hate.

I trapped my breath,

So I could see nobody else,

Now I just realised,

they loved me dead.

Author's Note

Advices are always welcomed. A new starter so ignore grammar errors. Hope for new, Hope for better. Have a nice day ahead.