MY “haters”

MY “haters”

 

I CAN NEVER LOOK AT MY “haters”

FACE TO face

BECAUSE MY “haters”

ALWAYS LEVITATE ME

TO A HIGHER PLACE

 

FLYING HIGH

 AS I PASS them BY

Grounded by their own negativity

Never able to explore the SKY'S

 

They can’t escape

The weight of self-hate

They try to anchor ME in

Using their vile words as bait

 

The envy in their eyes

Just cannot be denied

But still, I wave and smile

As I SOAR by

 

…Fueled By “hate”

I Stay Driven

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