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Array ( [sid] => 130916 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => all alone, full of wonder [time] => 2007-01-23 17:55:58 [hometext] => [bodytext] => she is, once again, lonely.
after a day with false fun, she is yet again, alone.
who am i she wonders
who am i that im all alone?
this is ridiculous
im talking to myself
am i really my own true friend?
ok, yes, i have a family
a father. a mother. a sister. a brother.
but, this life doesnt suit me.
i cant stay indoors like this everyday.
i need freedom.
i need independance.
i need. out.
like, i love to write.
i would love to become a write.
mom, dad: NO
i would love to adopt many children.
mom, dad: NO
i would like space to do my own thinking.
i dont want them (mom, dad) to do the thinking for me
mom, dad: NO.
an i better than others?
i certainly think so.
maybe that is my problem.
but if i am better than others, why dont others like me?
maybe they do,
but then how come im alone at the end of each day
then he calls.
i like him.
i love him not.
people say im too good for him.
but if i am, why is it hes the only one wanting me?
om fat.
ok, overweight.
i have pimples all over my face.
bespite those facts, i think im pretty.
is that wrong?
why is it they (mom, dad) make fun of me?
they sure aint perfect.
low self-esteem
high self-esteem
its amazing how many people i can actually be.
maybe thats my problem.
i dont know who i am.
everytime i have a dream
someone shoots it down.
and im too afraid to follow my heart.
why do i try to impress the unimpressable?
shouldnt i try to impress myself?
life is full of wonders...so, when does it get wonderfull? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 43 [informant] => inna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
all alone, full of wonder

Contributed by inna on Tuesday, 23rd January 2007 @ 05:55:58 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



she is, once again, lonely.
after a day with false fun, she is yet again, alone.
who am i she wonders
who am i that im all alone?
this is ridiculous
im talking to myself
am i really my own true friend?
ok, yes, i have a family
a father. a mother. a sister. a brother.
but, this life doesnt suit me.
i cant stay indoors like this everyday.
i need freedom.
i need independance.
i need. out.
like, i love to write.
i would love to become a write.
mom, dad: NO
i would love to adopt many children.
mom, dad: NO
i would like space to do my own thinking.
i dont want them (mom, dad) to do the thinking for me
mom, dad: NO.
an i better than others?
i certainly think so.
maybe that is my problem.
but if i am better than others, why dont others like me?
maybe they do,
but then how come im alone at the end of each day
then he calls.
i like him.
i love him not.
people say im too good for him.
but if i am, why is it hes the only one wanting me?
om fat.
ok, overweight.
i have pimples all over my face.
bespite those facts, i think im pretty.
is that wrong?
why is it they (mom, dad) make fun of me?
they sure aint perfect.
low self-esteem
high self-esteem
its amazing how many people i can actually be.
maybe thats my problem.
i dont know who i am.
everytime i have a dream
someone shoots it down.
and im too afraid to follow my heart.
why do i try to impress the unimpressable?
shouldnt i try to impress myself?
life is full of wonders...so, when does it get wonderfull?




Copyright © inna ... [ 2007-01-23 17:55:58]
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Re: all alone, full of wonder (User Rating: 1 )
by ever1der on Tuesday, 23rd January 2007 @ 07:21:22 PM AEST
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you expressed your feelings well..it was a bit long for me but then I have a short attention span.


Re: all alone, full of wonder (User Rating: 1 )
by zenith66 on Tuesday, 23rd January 2007 @ 09:05:03 PM AEST
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This is a very honest poem, and so very true.
I understand you can be lost sometimes but life IS full of wonder, wake up and be thankfull for breath..

Keep it up!!!




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