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I was not born with the definition of hate or love
but I was taught by society that those were the only true feelings my skin were destined to know
I was taught to hate the idea of being vunerable, for there was no room for the world to see your weakness
To love the ghetto for it would always be home as if my dreams could never escape to see the real sunset
To love the picture of never being in love...now hope gave me that lesson to hurt me everytime in the end
I was taught that I could never adapt to life errors without the love of a substance friend to make me feel better
to only hate the presence of the liquor as I drown each thought with a shot
before I traded the hangovers for smoke clouds I could embrace the once feared acknowledgment of my emotions ... here I fell inlove with red eyes
I was shown to hate those who chose not to understand me all because their past lives did not agree with my ancestors
To only love my neighbor if they looked like me
I was made to love physically but to hate attachements
i was made to only learn to love myself when I learned to hate everyone else epressions
only to give in to learn the love the ones that mattered to my heart
for it could never outweigh love with hate
I was taught many definitions of love and hate in my twenty-four years of life
so tell me what are yours?
