People hate us when we're kind,
People hate us when we're rude,
People hate us we're us..
They love us only when we do what they tell us to do..
otherwise no matter what we do..
they always hate on us
and then expect us to be cool..
and when they finally realise..
it's already too late..
cause either we die,
or just simply run away..
YOU ARE READING
Hear me out please
PoetryJust a broken person here, trying to convey your deepest feelings thro my poem..