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Array ( [sid] => 140628 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Little Too Much Change [time] => 2008-02-27 02:10:30 [hometext] => Too much change and you'll drown, too little change and you'll never learn your potential [bodytext] => I talked to absolutely no one
Fought off people with all I could
A misanthrope to most
I couldn't keep to myself enough
But I was in so deep that I was starting to suffocate
I watched as my dreams fell before me
And I can't let that happen again
I pulled myself up again
And clambored out of the darkness
Bearing the pressure on both my shoulders
I struggled, and slipped, but held fast to my hopes
I changed my hair, my clothes, my personality
And I got myself a nice, yet demanding, job
And watched in amazement as things turned for the better
Fighting throught the struggle
Plowing through the troubles
I sat and watched the toll it took
I was doing better in every aspect
Except I was exausted and lonely
Was it worth it to turn so drastically?
It wasn't long after then, I found myself slipping
Depression and self-hate poured upon me
Yanking me back down into the cold ocean I had tried to free myself of
Everything was getting worse, and I feared that my time was over
I needed a change, needed it now
Picking up the phone I made the only decision that I could
Ending one of the main causes of my stress
I quit my job
Maybe it was the change I needed, maybe it was a mistake
Time will be the one to tell
But right now, I feel okay
Sometimes change is the right way to go
Sometimes too much change
Just may hurt more than it helps [comments] => 1 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 61 [informant] => desolantdreamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
A Little Too Much Change

Contributed by desolantdreamer on Wednesday, 27th February 2008 @ 02:10:30 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



I talked to absolutely no one
Fought off people with all I could
A misanthrope to most
I couldn't keep to myself enough
But I was in so deep that I was starting to suffocate
I watched as my dreams fell before me
And I can't let that happen again
I pulled myself up again
And clambored out of the darkness
Bearing the pressure on both my shoulders
I struggled, and slipped, but held fast to my hopes
I changed my hair, my clothes, my personality
And I got myself a nice, yet demanding, job
And watched in amazement as things turned for the better
Fighting throught the struggle
Plowing through the troubles
I sat and watched the toll it took
I was doing better in every aspect
Except I was exausted and lonely
Was it worth it to turn so drastically?
It wasn't long after then, I found myself slipping
Depression and self-hate poured upon me
Yanking me back down into the cold ocean I had tried to free myself of
Everything was getting worse, and I feared that my time was over
I needed a change, needed it now
Picking up the phone I made the only decision that I could
Ending one of the main causes of my stress
I quit my job
Maybe it was the change I needed, maybe it was a mistake
Time will be the one to tell
But right now, I feel okay
Sometimes change is the right way to go
Sometimes too much change
Just may hurt more than it helps




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Re: A Little Too Much Change (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 27th February 2008 @ 07:02:08 AM AEST
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Oh boy this I can relate to, I am not a creature of drastic change but you are so right....... we must go with a flow and bend and change for growth does not come without it........ then again we can go to far and screw up big time been there done that both ways...

heres wishing a good temp for you in life and just flow with the streams

Nice read

Michelle




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