I've always hated, but for no reason

it seems that hatred flows, too much

do not harm, anyone, but do not let anyone harm selves,

this is scary, and i'm not scared; what does that mean?

be unafraid; because i hate hatred, and i also love life; it's so paradoxical, but please be kinder, and please know i am not to be usurped, disagreed with, because that's anger, and it's not mine, only theirs, and they are so evil, so backwards, that they want to kill me, to kill who I am and who I have become, to start race wars, to kill warriors, to stop love, and to make crying real