I am hated
By librawoman •
I know, by the world, that I am hated
to them my worth is underrated.
My life to them isn't worth a penny,
the people who feel this way are many.
They would rather despise me than spare a kind, honest word
they would rather think of me as a full-time nerd.
To them I'm simple-minded and immature
to them I'm angry and insecure.
They never cared about me and never will
for them, it's my hope they would love to kill.
My presence to them is aggravating,
they would rather see a cat and dog mating.
When I'm around them they think I'm a bore
they feel to be near me is such a chore.
That's why every single living day
I always think to myself and say:
I know, by the world, that I am hated
to them my worth is underrated.