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Array ( [sid] => 28228 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What could you do? [time] => 2003-11-29 16:24:47 [hometext] => Somthing i wrote last night about what i went through [bodytext] => I don’t know what I’m doing,
I’m lost in this world,
Alone because no one has ever
token the time to prove that I could,
The only one who knows how to,
has gone away,
No one has token the time to make sure I’m ok,
I don’t know how much longer,
I can face these things
When all they seam to do,
is take away from what I bring,
The endless criticizing,
proves they don’t know what I’m going throw
I’ll just blame my self,
though you took part in it to,
I didn’t know if this could ever be true
, but it ends up that crying is all I can do
I tell my self,
someone can understand,
Then it comes clear to me
, that you’ll never have a clue to what this means to me,
but then again how could you?
I think of all the times this destroyed everything,
because its left nothing,
and nothing I have now
Pointless to think
What you could ever do
Because this all started with you














[comments] => 2 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Bella_viola22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
What could you do?

Contributed by Bella_viola22 on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 04:24:47 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



I don’t know what I’m doing,
I’m lost in this world,
Alone because no one has ever
token the time to prove that I could,
The only one who knows how to,
has gone away,
No one has token the time to make sure I’m ok,
I don’t know how much longer,
I can face these things
When all they seam to do,
is take away from what I bring,
The endless criticizing,
proves they don’t know what I’m going throw
I’ll just blame my self,
though you took part in it to,
I didn’t know if this could ever be true
, but it ends up that crying is all I can do
I tell my self,
someone can understand,
Then it comes clear to me
, that you’ll never have a clue to what this means to me,
but then again how could you?
I think of all the times this destroyed everything,
because its left nothing,
and nothing I have now
Pointless to think
What you could ever do
Because this all started with you


















Copyright © Bella_viola22 ... [ 2003-11-29 16:24:47]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: What could you do? (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 07:50:34 PM AEST
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Nice write..but I would suggest you do a spell check, OR consider having your poems edited by mods here. There are a few spelling mistakes in this poem.


Re: What could you do? (User Rating: 1 )
by EmSal on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 10:59:49 PM AEST
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Yes! It started with you...yes! I can relate to this. Good write but yeah there are a few spelling mistakes but I understood what you meant. Good write and take care.

Emma.




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