I survived hate as I tripped along in life
I dodged it, ducked it, but sometimes it got to me
I had no guarantee a path without strife
I survived hate as I tripped along in life
I’ve been bruised by it, pummeled by it
Thinking often I could not rise above it
I survived hate as I tripped along in life
It weighed me down, pressed my face to the ground
Where dirt tasted better than hates' breath.