My Dreams Are Just That.

  We are taught to hate, or even debate, about what we were taught, that others must rot, for being a way, they must pay, we listen and learn,hate we yearn, they continue to say, that I must pay, for being me, but they can't see, I am who I am, and shall not again begin, for I won't change, no matter the pain, it ends as it seems, but those were only my dreams.