Hate is cloaked and disguised,
It matters not your face,
Hate has no color,
It's target has no race,
I'm bared to my neck in shit,
and rocks are raining down,
I can't run away,
I can't make a sound,
They choose their words so coldly,
And toss them at my head,
Maybe just to kill the fear,
Thats filling them with dread,
Black,blue and bleeding,
My heart is raining down,
Silently breaking,
Gagged,tied, and bound,
Maybe when I'm older,
I won't give a shit,
If people pass and don't care,
Or even turn and spit,
But when your young and fragile,
When your glass and bone,
Every smirk has daggers,
And every word has stones.
