Hate

The longer I stay
The more hate I see
They shoot it every way
As though they want no one to be
Free
The more I see
The more I stay
And the more I'm here
I see how there's many a way
To send this, to share
What should be said
Differently
Has something gone to their head
Made you mad, made you sad?
Made you say
A thing that's bad?
A thousand ways to show
Your hatred
As if you know
Everything, and you led
Others to where
They're
Not meant to be
The amount I see
Gets tiring
It seems so many
Are just firing
Their hate.