When the sun sets

I fucking hate. I’m just a person full of hate and bitterness. I just can’t stand that fact. It feels like I’m the only person who actually sees things for what they are. People around me just don’t get it, everyone is just so generic it feels no one bothers to look all around them. Everyone thinks the same now and no one thinks differently. If your different than people will hate you, if your the same people will adore you. Why should I strive to be like everyone else? I’m different and alone. I have seen the true colors of everyone. People just want to take and destroy me. It’s me against the world. My life’s been hard emotionally, but I’ve learned to persevere through the times of bullying. Are there no people who care ? No not to my knowledge. I’m different and I’ve been told that my entire life. “Different” in a bad way. I like to think of myself as a sin eater because I swallow my own sins and the ones around me. I’m a flawed being who is sick of being flawed.