Make me look, because I don't want

to. Make me see it, because I

don't want to. But it's there. Its

staring me in the face, and I can't take it

anymore. Hate. 

Thats it. 

Because one belief was more important

than an entire lifestyle. 

One belief was more important than 

a room of people. 

One belief was more important 

than an entire community. 

As much as it hurts, I don't 

fight back. Because that

would mean my own destruction, and

who would want that? 

Maybe that one belief. 

And we can't have that, can we?