The Haters
They only live to see your mistakes
Like what they do is a big stake
Pinning others give them their pride
Like it's their ticket for a ride
All those prying eyes throwing stones
Like they don't have a life of their own
Saying things they don't understand
Giving yourself their own dark brand
Tongues that speak gibberish words
Like novice hands that play with swords
I don't know if what prize do they gain
Fools they are that try to catch the rain
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