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Criticisim

Contributed by confused on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 04:18:48 PM in AEST
Topic: hbadday



People don't except me for who I am
It's as if they can't stand me
Why can't they see
How I want to be
There's nothing wrong with the way I act
I'm always getting verbally attacked
Everyday I come home and cry
And gradually I'll want to die
There's nothing wrong with the way I dress
When people criticize it adds to ny stress
Whenever I feel like I'm going to loose it
All I do is turn up my music




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Re: Criticisim (User Rating: 1 )
by seci on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 04:31:18 PM AEST
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care less of what others think. it is waht you think and that is what matters and counts. excellent poem and keep writng because i'll keep reading.


Re: Criticisim (User Rating: 1 )
by all_the_dead_roses on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 07:22:07 PM AEST
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well, I like you poems, and pardon my french but f' them. If they can't except you then their not very important now are they. Please don't let them get to you. They suck.

~Sara


Re: Criticisim (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 08:26:08 PM AEST
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tell em to bite ur arsssss lol I think when ppl act in that manner they are actually jealous I know its hard and it hurts but ignore them they are losers if they have to inflict pain on you to make themselves feel good
Michelle

you write what you like
dress as you will be who you are


Re: Criticisim (User Rating: 1 )
by Stellar on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 09:41:39 PM AEST
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I wish you could see how little those people will matter in the real world. don't ever let them influence your happiness. you'll never have regrets as long as you stay true to who you are.

and as far as them criticizing about you writing...simple people judge, brilliant people write...be proud of your talents!

Take care!
Stellar


Re: Criticisim (User Rating: 1 )
by givingin on Friday, 3rd June 2005 @ 01:03:01 PM AEST
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I hear ya!
Don't worry theres plenty of people out there who understand what your going through.
I myself , back in elementaryt was as low as dirt, no one liked me. But now I see that I was better than them, I was worth more than what they saw.
Now, I'm so excepted and people love me for who I am.
Don't worry, they'll see your worth everything in the world one day.
Keep writing.
MUAH!
*~givingin~*


Re: Criticisim (User Rating: 1 )
by Dorkfish on Monday, 20th June 2005 @ 03:45:36 PM AEST
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Ok, I'm guessing you're in high school. When I was in high school I thought that what the kids in school thought of me was so important in life. Then I got out of high school an realized that the kids in school don't matter for anything. You will experience many other mature things in life and make friends and the stupid kids at your school will be a memory from the past. Please don't ever want to kill yourself over some high school kids. There is so much in life after school. They will be meaningless. You are better than them, you have something that means something to you-poetry...what do they have? Nothing better to do is what they have. Feel better I bet you're a great person!!!




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