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Array ( [sid] => 130271 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Unpopular [time] => 2007-01-08 18:02:59 [hometext] => [bodytext] => You stand there
With your eyes on me.
Who do you see?
Do you see me?
Or whom you think I should be?

You stand there,
Already hating me.
You think you know who I am.
You try to hide it,
But I know what you're thinking.

You walk away,
To go talk about me.
Tell your friends about this girl you've seen.
A conversation with no meaning,
Just endless and foolish gossiping.

You walk away,
Without a teardrop of sympathy.
You say my name without pithy.
But I don't hate you entirely,
Because you have friends, and a life, unlike me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 63 [informant] => thefemalemind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => hbadday )

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Contributed by thefemalemind on Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 06:02:59 PM in AEST
Topic: hbadday

You stand there
With your eyes on me.
Who do you see?
Do you see me?
Or whom you think I should be?

You stand there,
Already hating me.
You think you know who I am.
You try to hide it,
But I know what you're thinking.

You walk away,
To go talk about me.
Tell your friends about this girl you've seen.
A conversation with no meaning,
Just endless and foolish gossiping.

You walk away,
Without a teardrop of sympathy.
You say my name without pithy.
But I don't hate you entirely,
Because you have friends, and a life, unlike me.

Copyright © thefemalemind ... [ 2007-01-08 18:02:59]
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Re: Unpopular (User Rating: 1 )
by trini on Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 06:15:03 PM AEST
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oh god. complety with you there.
school sucks, but it is the best suffering times for poets. As is can tell in this poem. good job by the way.
i liked it, thanks for sharing.
keep up the good work
-Trini

Re: Unpopular (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 8th January 2007 @ 09:42:30 PM AEST
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We all have had those moments but in the end we come out shining for it.

I will tell you a fast story......
The ladies who thought they were all that in school...... ended up to grow up not so all that.

I ran into some of them last summer on a return visit home after years of not seeing them. They were all friendly as could be with a string of kids behind them, out of shape in sweats and no hair or makecup done, did not have a big story to tell about how great they were. You see, the ones who are the meanest and cause such hurt, it all comes around to haunt them later in life. YOu ignore them and just be you, noone better than that!

~Michelle~

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