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[title] => What the mind does when left alone(Or do I mean when I'm alone)
[time] => 2002-09-06 12:20:43
[hometext] => From old site...
[bodytext] => Is being strong the one who holds in their pain
Or is it not ok to vent, or lash out except for an abusive stain Is it ok to be yourself if you’re just really being you? Or does one says, “it’s ok” when it isn’t, facing facades will do Is it ok to live by the minute of life, knowing its harsh to face it Or does one do what is mundane, as it is, struggling none too ecstatic Is it ok to be different, the sake of being the same as others, because of your difference? Or does one feel the need of pressure to blend in, must have the same semblance Are having friends someone you see daily at work, nobody at all outside of work Or does one find out email friends care and the work friends are like a split fork Is living anywhere you don’t know anyone make you feel like an outsider looking in Or for those who never knew any other but the birthplace, comfortable always trusting Is ok to believe in our Faith of God, to keep hope, love, peace, alive Or does one squelch their desire of Faith, and lose that sense of hope and want to die Is ok to be anyone we want to be, you know, freedom of life to choose Or is Communism coming soon to The USA to see that we ALL loose Is it ok to count the days it use to be, the time you ended your old life Now, I can count the months to years, seeing so much strife I just know I’m lonely and have nothing else better to do for now So thinking about life and what it means is for my mind of words to allow So be it, just my opinions you see, not pushing or holding anyone to them I just know I think too much and really need to find some fun on a whim The perspective of life is only the beginning However, I can only see more life coming to me, perhaps maybe my mind can stop spinning!! Amber Rose Yeager April 4, 2002 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Rose [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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