people hate me

People hate me.

Or at least I think they do.

Whether it was a disagreement,

Or a time I stood up for what I thought was right.

Sometimes I know I did wrong,

And never took the time for an apology.

People hate me,

And somehow that is more humbling than selflessness.

I feel guilt along with the utter awareness of my mistake.

People hate me

And because of this,

I refuse to hate people.