Blood and Gore

I’m not affected by blood and gore, Because you should love people for what’s in them. Not for how they look. So we should all rip out our insides with a hook, So that they will have to love us for what is inside. Screw you beautiful eyes, All they do is persecute and lie. We are all the same on the inside. So why are we judged by what’s on the outside? Because everyone wants to be the best, and that means making someone the worst. We all get stressed, we sometimes have outburst. But because you look different now I’m better. And I see it all the time, you’re acting like your struggle is mine. Well that’s not fine. You do not know what it is like to be me, if you don’t start to open your eyes and see, than you will never get the key. The key that opens your heart, so all the hate that should be love spills out. If you could see inside me? Would you have acted differently.