The Hatred In Their Eyes

You wanted to talk
I listened to your verbal abuses
You only wanted to point fingers at me
Why did you pretend to like me?

I do not understand

You say I am at fault
But you do not state the reason
You believe lies about me
You do not let me speak
You have formed an opinion
Your prerogative of course

But, I do not understand

What is it that I have done?
Have I hurt you so much?
I go over every part of our conversations
Sift through them with a fine-toothed comb
I come up with nothing
I have gone through an internal cleanse
You know I never lie
Neither do I cheat
Neither do I want power
But you want my defeat
Why?

What is there such hatred in your eyes?

A misunderstanding, I hope
I want to sort it out
You will have nothing of it
Your mind is made up

You have a group with you
You have your following
Everyone tears me to shreds
No one hears my side
No one asks why
Do you even know that I cry?
But you do not care

Your common goal
Bring me down
Come what may
That is the group anthem
So you pray

Bring that bitch down
She needs to be beaten
Anything goes
Take your pick
Lies have become the truth

Friends turned foes
They hurt me
They belittle me
They ridicule me
They mock me
They scorn me
They hate me
They pounce on anything I do
Anything I say
Anything goes

I do not understand the hatred

When did it begin?
I was there all the time
You laughed with me
You used me
Why?

My eyes are open now
But I hurt
You want me gone
That is your solution

You have made your choice
I have made mine
You choose hatred
I choose love
Take it or leave it

Farewell my fair weather friends
I am done trying

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