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it seems like im missing something.
for some reason im in the gutter, and im far from jumping out.
all those drugs i took, i now look back and regret, its best to just forget.
this life so boring and dull, the drugs they were all that i looked forward to.

its a new school year, here i sit in this classroom.
the worry and anxiety will never leave my head.
why cant i just be like all of them.
i dont like being this fragile anymore, i want to be strong and proud.
not weak and ashamed.

this is only in my head, everything negative is made up inside.
i need to change my thinking, i need to get out of this.
im thinking back on the past few years, and i reflect.
i can remember moments when i felt so low, im never completley happy.
times when i was the only one who knew how isolated i was.

something is odd about me, i feel like everyone can tell.
i think i give it away with my nervous persona.
constantly debating every move in my mind.
i cant understand anything, or anyone..im so different from all them.
this, all of this is only created inside..its what i see myself as. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 370 [topic] => 48 [informant] => frmpoison2static [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Happening Again

Contributed by frmpoison2static on Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 09:36:10 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



hello, to anyone who will listen to me.
it seems like im missing something.
for some reason im in the gutter, and im far from jumping out.
all those drugs i took, i now look back and regret, its best to just forget.
this life so boring and dull, the drugs they were all that i looked forward to.

its a new school year, here i sit in this classroom.
the worry and anxiety will never leave my head.
why cant i just be like all of them.
i dont like being this fragile anymore, i want to be strong and proud.
not weak and ashamed.

this is only in my head, everything negative is made up inside.
i need to change my thinking, i need to get out of this.
im thinking back on the past few years, and i reflect.
i can remember moments when i felt so low, im never completley happy.
times when i was the only one who knew how isolated i was.

something is odd about me, i feel like everyone can tell.
i think i give it away with my nervous persona.
constantly debating every move in my mind.
i cant understand anything, or anyone..im so different from all them.
this, all of this is only created inside..its what i see myself as.




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Re: Happening Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 09:53:46 PM AEST
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Your not alone on this feeling. I don't know how many times I feel so alone and isolated even when i'm around a crowd of people. Good write.


Re: Happening Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 09:57:04 PM AEST
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I understand how you feel, I can relate to this poem, you're never alone, every person has felt like this, only everybody is different, everybody might feel it in their own way. Good poem. *Rose*


Re: Happening Again (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 12th September 2005 @ 11:02:24 PM AEST
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U sound like a very intelligent person. In order to find your inner peace u must forgive yourself and let go of the past. We all make mistakes but that doesn't mean we are week.
U would be amazed if u saw every ones mistakes. thing is most everyone keeps them inside. You've taken the best step possible to heal yourself. You've openly ad mitted your mistakes so please let them go and feel better.
go to your mirror when u feel week and look at yourself and say to the image in your mirror,"I know I'm some body 'cause God don't make no junk.
i'm sending u a link that will guide u and make u feel better. It's my sister's web site.

http://www.thethreehugs.com/
My sisters name is Ann. Tell her I sent cha.
luv, huggs, prayer,
emy


Re: Happening Again (User Rating: 1 )
by pUnKa_RaCh on Tuesday, 13th September 2005 @ 12:07:00 AM AEST
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You're very right...sometimes we are our worst critic.

I can very much relate to your angst-ridden thoughts, and to your anxiety.

Great write, I very much enjoyed it.

Hope to you dear friend.




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