Only To Leave With A Keeping

Closer so many are to torment,
They would rather smear to sleaze...
Anyone they regard as seeing life,
To be lived making attempts to be happy...
With a removing of burdens,
From their own shoulders to lift.
There are those who despise people like this.
Only to leave with a keeping buried deeper within,
A hidden dislike for themselves and not admitting it.

'I hate you! '

I know.
You have been proving it for centuries.