I wish I could find meaning in this world where there is none.
A reason for the fear,
I fight to understand why there is so much death
Why must we be hated for the way we feel?
Why must we be ridiculed for the way we live?
I am not so unlike you,
Even though I am different.
Why can you not accept me,
Even if you can’t understand me?
In this broken world of Poison
I can only ask why.
Why must we hate?