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Array ( [sid] => 88182 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Why me? [time] => 2005-03-21 09:30:48 [hometext] => This is a poem I did when I was really upset and lost it [bodytext] => Why me
I look at myself in the mirror each day
And cant help but to ask myself
"why do i feel this way?"
I sit in my bedroom and cry and cry
I ask myself "why oh why"
My self-esteem is so very low
I feel as if I will never be able to glow
There are times when i dont know how
to deal with all this pain that i feel
sometime I dont know if my feelings are real
Because of all this pain
I never want to do anything
I always want to be at home
I always want to be alone
I have an addiction to self abuse
most people ask "whats the use"
Im always reaching out for sympathy
then i relize that people care for me
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Why me?

Contributed by cathy on Monday, 21st March 2005 @ 09:30:48 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Why me
I look at myself in the mirror each day
And cant help but to ask myself
"why do i feel this way?"
I sit in my bedroom and cry and cry
I ask myself "why oh why"
My self-esteem is so very low
I feel as if I will never be able to glow
There are times when i dont know how
to deal with all this pain that i feel
sometime I dont know if my feelings are real
Because of all this pain
I never want to do anything
I always want to be at home
I always want to be alone
I have an addiction to self abuse
most people ask "whats the use"
Im always reaching out for sympathy
then i relize that people care for me




Copyright © cathy ... [ 2005-03-21 09:30:48]
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Re: Why me? (User Rating: 1 )
by Lil_Lizzie on Sunday, 25th June 2006 @ 07:57:17 PM AEST
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This poem is a SCREAM for help, but I'll ignore that, cuz I'm supposed to comment on the poem, not you. So, I'm gonna tell you what I think. It's got rhythm. It's got feeling. It's got everything a typical angst poem needs. Now permit me to say this much, take a deep breath, cheer up, and appreciate life before it's over.




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