Hate is such a horrible word to use towards me. You dont even know anything about me. Yet, you say you hate me, why? You're a complete fool for hating a person you don't know. You don't take the time to get to know me for the person I am on the inside. Yet, you say you hate me, why? If you have an answer tell me please. I need some sort of explanation to this cryptic mystery.
Do you hate me because you don't like the way I view life? Do you hate me because I'm different from you and the people you associate yourself with? Do you hate me because you don't understand my way of thinking? Is my mind too opened? Does my openness scare you? Why is it so hard for you to take a chance to get to know me on a personal level? Don't be afraid to look into my brown eyes and stare deep into my soul. Try to understand me the way I am trying to understand you. I feel you're the true definition of a bias and prejudice being. You're just hindering your ability to be open to all that the world is offering you. You're the exact product I fear my future children would have to encounter.
You hate all the things I love about myself. You hate my luscious, full lips. You hate the curves I am equipped with. You even envy my smooth brown skin that probably won't wrinkle when I become old and grey. I find my very existence to be a beautiful one do to the fact that I love being me. . .and you don't take to that very well, do you?
Don't fear me because you can't handle my subtle, yet noticable, differences! Don't hate me because you can't take the time to sit down with me to realize I'm not the person you expect me to be. I am, in some ways, the same as you. If you took that time with me, you would see that I might like the things you like and enjoy the adventure you enjoy.
I don't fit in with the negro stereotype you have fixed into your head. I don't speak ebonics, I don't praise the almighty Allah, and I'm not loud and obnoxious. I'm just the average, yet abnormal, dramatic girl that you, for some unconceivable reason, don't feel the need to relate with. Please don't hate me. Please don't categorize me as a nigger with no education. Hate takes so much energy out of your precious scheduled life.
Now I leave you with just a bit of information that you might find useful. You can hate me all you want, but know that my vision of you won't change until you take the time to change. Until then, you will always be a member of a close-minded society. I'll never hate you the way you hate me. The reason for this is because I pity you just as much as you hate me.