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Array ( [sid] => 44899 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Nobody knows me [time] => 2004-04-26 12:06:58 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Both of us: ostracized
Both of us: disliked
Both of us: Never in vogue
Both of us: lost souls………..

How many times
In how many ways
So many deaths
Not enough days
Everyone’s smiling
Taking my picture
Life is distorted
Head is a mixture

Both of us: dirty
None of us: clean
Why are they staring?
What does this mean?

Do you enjoy this?? Unusual games…
Why are they staring, what does this mean??
Head is imploding, I want to scream.

Nobody knows me,
Like you think that you do…

Why are they staring?
How should I
Think that I feel?
What does this mean?
Why should I scream?

Both us: forgotten
Both of us: scared
Both of us: hidden
Hardly prepared.

Where am I going,
What does this mean?
What is my purpose,
Is this my dream?

Every time you stab me, there is a price
Lightning can land in the same area twice.

Nobody knows me,
You never will,
What you know about me:
All you ever will.

Nobody knows me,
Never done did,
Won’t be affected by a stranger,
No verbal ac id.

Tiny tad of Trinitrotoluene on my tongue:
Think I’m ready for the big wide world… [comments] => 4 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 43 [informant] => broken-glass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Nobody knows me

Contributed by broken-glass on Monday, 26th April 2004 @ 12:06:58 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Both of us: ostracized
Both of us: disliked
Both of us: Never in vogue
Both of us: lost souls………..

How many times
In how many ways
So many deaths
Not enough days
Everyone’s smiling
Taking my picture
Life is distorted
Head is a mixture

Both of us: dirty
None of us: clean
Why are they staring?
What does this mean?

Do you enjoy this?? Unusual games…
Why are they staring, what does this mean??
Head is imploding, I want to scream.

Nobody knows me,
Like you think that you do…

Why are they staring?
How should I
Think that I feel?
What does this mean?
Why should I scream?

Both us: forgotten
Both of us: scared
Both of us: hidden
Hardly prepared.

Where am I going,
What does this mean?
What is my purpose,
Is this my dream?

Every time you stab me, there is a price
Lightning can land in the same area twice.

Nobody knows me,
You never will,
What you know about me:
All you ever will.

Nobody knows me,
Never done did,
Won’t be affected by a stranger,
No verbal ac id.

Tiny tad of Trinitrotoluene on my tongue:
Think I’m ready for the big wide world…




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Re: Nobody knows me (User Rating: 1 )
by Remi on Monday, 26th April 2004 @ 12:19:49 PM AEST
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it seem very emotion but is a good write


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Re: Nobody knows me (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 26th April 2004 @ 03:00:52 PM AEST
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A feeling that i have known many times before, being misunderstood maybe, or just alone. No one can know you, like no one could know me. Great Write.


Poet


Re: Nobody knows me (User Rating: 1 )
by dolly_dagger on Sunday, 2nd May 2004 @ 05:53:35 AM AEST
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great poem. slightly defensive but still really good and i think i picked up all the references.
xxxx


Re: Nobody knows me (User Rating: 1 )
by little_genna on Saturday, 8th May 2004 @ 03:03:00 AM AEST
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As ever with your poetry i see a different you! i really enjoyed this as i can relate to it so much. thank you for sharing :)

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XgenX




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