Concealed Hatred

Hidden from the world
I choose not to reveal
but in my terms of needs
I choose to conceal

Conceal all that there is inside me
my pain, my hatred, my fury
for no one would understand me
and then again, nothing will set me free

I'm trapped in my own threat
cornered into the depths of my wounds
Even if I choose to run,
it turns back around and hits me again

"you're inhuman," I tell myself
a beast that hates all life on Earth
don't get me wrong, I choose to conceal
all this hatred, my personality, its worth

What would other's think
when my thoughts hit them hard
when I show them my pain
when I rip them apart

Even to those who are perfect
I show them their worst nightmare
the parts that only I see
the hatred living deep in there

Think about it again
and then tell me I'm inhuman
because that's what I am, and it's true