Hypocrite

Hatred for the hateable

Isn’t this what they want?

Screaming on about their life

Until their death is done

Sure, you really hate yourself

But, tell me, who truly cares?

Go on writing stupid poems

On pain, misery and angst

For those with genuine reasons

I sincerely blame you not

Yet those who simply pose

The mindless, idiot lot

You annoy me to no end

You make my life a burden

All I have to say to you

Is of no importance

As much as I hate you

I hate myself as much

Because I am one of you

Writing about hate and such

I say we’re hypocritical

Yet you think we’re not

This is a fake poem

Written for all you frauds

If all you think about is hate

It will surely poison your mind

Your life will slowly fade away

And leave this sad world behind.