Who They Are

I hate the people
Who are agression filled freaks.
I hate the ones
Who cry alseep,
Wanting a life story but can't handle to be weak.
I hate the human beings
Who don't know when to be hurt
So they're hurt all the time
Letting pain try to insert.
I hate many people
who shoot themselves down
But still think somewhere in their mind
one day they will wear a power crown.
I hate weak figures
Who do not love anything.
Just wondering souls,
Unable to sing.
I hate all these people.
Who they are reminds me of myself.