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Array ( [sid] => 3552 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Teenage Disturbance (PART 1) [time] => 2002-09-08 14:45:46 [hometext] => Theme Of My LIFE [bodytext] => Too many emotions too much rage
I’ve created my own prison, stuck in my own cage
Nearing death at too young of an age
Probably by me on my own stage
In front of everyone writing my final page
The letter reads E on my life guage
‘Cuz of the battle against myself that I’ve engaged
I’m lost it all now I feel ferocious pain
Empty as ***** I never nothing needed
I’ve worked to hard to end up defeated
The energies gone my life’s depleted
The anger is strong, rage is heated
Misunderstood boy, wrongly treated
Caring for others, though thought to be conceited
I wish these first 14 years of my life could be deleted
My circle of an anguishing life is almost completed
No one cares about all this bull***** between me
All this mother ***** rage won’t lemme be
No matter what the rage won’t ***** leave
The bad comes, good things are never received
Stuck with evil alone, in my black heart
Tryin’ to find the end but dunno where to start
Travelin’ alone, alone am I in the dark
Without a ***** pair drifting along on noah’s ark
No time for caring because everything’s so scary
Not a friend to my name, not even imaginary
How bad is this bull *****, ***** very
People will spit and ***** on where I will be buried
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 43 [informant] => PhewNo [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Teenage Disturbance (PART 1)

Contributed by PhewNo on Sunday, 8th September 2002 @ 02:45:46 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Too many emotions too much rage
I’ve created my own prison, stuck in my own cage
Nearing death at too young of an age
Probably by me on my own stage
In front of everyone writing my final page
The letter reads E on my life guage
‘Cuz of the battle against myself that I’ve engaged
I’m lost it all now I feel ferocious pain
Empty as ***** I never nothing needed
I’ve worked to hard to end up defeated
The energies gone my life’s depleted
The anger is strong, rage is heated
Misunderstood boy, wrongly treated
Caring for others, though thought to be conceited
I wish these first 14 years of my life could be deleted
My circle of an anguishing life is almost completed
No one cares about all this bull***** between me
All this mother ***** rage won’t lemme be
No matter what the rage won’t ***** leave
The bad comes, good things are never received
Stuck with evil alone, in my black heart
Tryin’ to find the end but dunno where to start
Travelin’ alone, alone am I in the dark
Without a ***** pair drifting along on noah’s ark
No time for caring because everything’s so scary
Not a friend to my name, not even imaginary
How bad is this bull *****, ***** very
People will spit and ***** on where I will be buried




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Re: Teenage Disturbance (PART 1) (User Rating: 1 )
by Lia on Monday, 9th September 2002 @ 07:48:24 AM AEST
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Hmmm lol this could have been a poem about me at a certain point in my life. I could have sworn everyone was out to get me, no one cared...but you know what..i couldn't have been more wrong. Nothing in life is ever so bad that there can't be some joy brought into it. Good luck!!


Re: Teenage Disturbance (PART 1) (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Monday, 25th November 2002 @ 04:56:38 AM AEST
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wow. i have no words. this is so good, so true, so me, i love it, beautifully written, very very well done




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