Hate And Hate by Samara

I'm full of anger,
Get out of my way or you're in danger,
I hate that people are mean to me,
I hate it so much im crying.

But what must I do,
Even though I'm betrayed by you,
My stomach hurts from all the pain,
This feeling may make me go insane.

Oh now I cry with grieve,
But I did have this belief,
No matter how hard I try,
I just began to cry.

People are always mean,
Until they seen,
Happiness is what I had,
Now I am mad.

Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Monday, May 24 2004, 08:30 pm

I understand....
I used to cry, until I was all cried out.... I tried too much to make people happy, I tried too much to make people like me....
Until I finally got tired of letting people use me and abuse me, whether it's asking me for pencils, paper, or offering my friendship, and they take it and betray me.... I'm very emotional when it comes to betrayal----It really wasn't friendship in the beginning, because I always had to say hi first for some reason, when they acted like they never saw me, like I was non-existant....
Now, when "friends" ask me for supplies, I tell them "no I don't have any"... (in the back of my mind, meaning, none for you) --smirk-- (ahhaa)
I understand where you're coming from when you hurt in this category....
Very good Samara! Keep your head up, stick your chin out, and try your best to climb the mountains even though they may seem steep...

Smiles,
Meri

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