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Array ( [sid] => 21835 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => To Whom I Used To Be [time] => 2003-08-13 04:05:00 [hometext] => Ever wonder how it feels to not know who you are? [bodytext] => My words gather as an insane confusion,
Trying to make sense in my mind.
I am attempting to understand myself,
Without killing whats left of my sanity.

My lunacy has taken over.
My mind is a far lost cause,
It can never be retrieved from where it is now,
I can never meet msyelf again.

I am in a place of my own,
Of my imaginary lights and sounds,
Desiring to return to my home,
To the mind where I used to percieve all.

My contemplation never makes sense to one,
Not even to myself.
No event can i recall,
Where I remembered why I felt the way I had.

Why can't I be restored to the sane state of mind,
Where I felt as thought I had conformed,
I felt as thought I had somewhere,
That I was actually meant to be.

This feeling lasted but a short while
As I drifted from my cohesion.
I long for the day I meet myself again,
For I miss whom I used to be.

Why can't I be sure of my being?
Or of my position in this realm?
I ponder why I cannot,
Be the somebody I long to be. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 48 [informant] => greenlady89 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

To Whom I Used To Be

Contributed by greenlady89 on Wednesday, 13th August 2003 @ 04:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

My words gather as an insane confusion,
Trying to make sense in my mind.
I am attempting to understand myself,
Without killing whats left of my sanity.

My lunacy has taken over.
My mind is a far lost cause,
It can never be retrieved from where it is now,
I can never meet msyelf again.

I am in a place of my own,
Of my imaginary lights and sounds,
Desiring to return to my home,
To the mind where I used to percieve all.

My contemplation never makes sense to one,
Not even to myself.
No event can i recall,
Where I remembered why I felt the way I had.

Why can't I be restored to the sane state of mind,
Where I felt as thought I had conformed,
I felt as thought I had somewhere,
That I was actually meant to be.

This feeling lasted but a short while
As I drifted from my cohesion.
I long for the day I meet myself again,
For I miss whom I used to be.

Why can't I be sure of my being?
Or of my position in this realm?
I ponder why I cannot,
Be the somebody I long to be.

Copyright © greenlady89 ... [ 2003-08-13 04:05:00]
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Re: To Whom I Used To Be (User Rating: 1 )
by Katie-Kate on Sunday, 17th August 2003 @ 04:12:18 AM AEST
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Never once have i been who I want to be, but I am thankful that I've always known who i was............... excellent write, i loved it

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