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    [aid] => mick
    [title] => Wisdom of a Weirdo..
    [time] => 2009-01-02 00:21:29
    [hometext] => its not put together, you have to use your imagination.. AND! its not complete either.. just uh.. an experiment
    [bodytext] => cause i am a weirdo<br />
can ya hush up, and hear me<br />
will you see right threw, if i let you<br />
<br />
cause i am a kreep<br />
what the hell am i doing?<br />
that is for sure<br />
you have to be<br />
and threw and threw, i am me<br />
<br />
Ill take you with me<br />
wherever i go<br />
the companion of night<br />
is nothing, to the one... of life<br />
<br />
cause i am a weirdo<br />
and i really try to care<br />
but this is what i come up with<br />
who are you to stare?<br />
<br />
she'll sit on my mushroom<br />
ive reserved in the sky<br />
sitting there with lucy<br />
fishing diamonds out the sky<br />
<br />
because of course im the weirdo?<br />
what if i dont want...<br />
and what if i dont be<br />
but that isnt me<br />
<br />
maybe i dont need<br />
what anyone strives for<br />
but everyone tries for...<br />
something diffrent<br />
<br />
you obviously have enough<br />
to be able to read<br />
to feed, and need<br />
and truly bleed...<br />
<br />
you been blessed to have life<br />
and its not as if it <br />
haes been taken away<br />
but giving it away, or killing it today!<br />
would be cursing the blessing<br />
of whom?<br />
<br />
and why even ask who<br />
it was gifted to you<br />
it is yours, do want you want with it..<br />
but DUDE!... you cant return it<br />
<br />
and if you will<br />
then do it.. take it slow<br />
make sure anyone you know.. knows<br />
but dont forget that this was given to you<br />
<br />
a gift is a gift<br />
if its explodeing,<br />
figure out a way to snuff it out<br />
dont just give the gift back<br />
<br />
... Ya think im a weirdo?<br />
im old enough<br />
but you can never be to young to die<br />
so why do you arrange and <br />
set your cards up<br />
if the game, is an oridnary game<br />
same lame, game of a game?<br />
<br />
Why?... cause the cards in this game<br />
are infinate, you can shuffle everyday<br />
by changeing<br />
and you play A new card everyday...<br />
<br />
if you dont like a card... do something else<br />
draw another.. you can flip as many cards..<br />
everyday, or you can stand on cards<br />
that makes you feel... like whatever your looking for<br />
<br />
if you draw.. and play a bad card<br />
do your time.. write this rhyme<br />
get out.. and cure the blind<br />
undo the undone... <br />
but only if you know your going to do it better<br />
<br />
but sooner or later..<br />
couldnt their be a card..<br />
that you want to keep<br />
will you throw that card away to look and see if theres something better???<br />
why would you?... are you that, shallow?<br />
<br />
if you say im a weirdo,<br />
are you calling me crazy?<br />
who are you to call me crazy?..<br />
do YOU really make that line?<br />
<br />
i can be a weirdo.. but that makes you the plastic mold<br />
the gods made a mold.. that is basic<br />
once you crack the mold... you start to find yourself<br />
and define yourself.. and decied...<br />
<br />
When you find someone you.. want<br />
give them a peice.. make them crack a code<br />
or connect .."like" with a cake.. or onion?<br />
or perhaps.. a pickle?<br />
<br />
i eat meat.. cause im a human..<br />
i try to think about everything<br />
leave no Stone...<br />
unturned<br />
<br />
that way im yoda..<br />
learning.. and<br />
conserveing my energy.. my vibe.s<br />
and then unleash the beast,,, or freak<br />
cause were all that freak on a leash<br />
weather that leash, is morals.. values.. sanity.. a relationship.. or just a random conversation<br />
<br />
isnt freak.. "code" for weirdo..<br />
.. i am a weirdo.. that was once full of mold<br />
the mold made me bolder.. <br />
and breaking out made me colder..<br />
<br />
but the wisdom i have..<br />
came with age,<br />
it came fast...<br />
but ive learned to slow it down<br />
<br />
distractions... are paths.. or cards or rodes<br />
and you can choose to take the rode<br />
traveled or not<br />
but you can choose..<br />
dont let other people choose for you<br />
<br />
you, do you... ill do me<br />
if your the one<br />
then you will see<br />
.. what is truely in me<br />
<br />
hold my leash..<br />
cause im a weirdo..<br />
i wear a collar..<br />
and a choker..<br />
<br />
but i like the choker...<br />
so just walk me.. on the collar..<br />
if i bark!... hush me<br />
dont let the leash go!<br />
<br />
and if another Dogg..<br />
comes along!..<br />
dont drop the leash! and go to him!<br />
you dont do that!<br />
<br />
if you find something you like hold onto it<br />
if you have "problems".. <br />
figure out how, or what you need to do<br />
to fix them.. and if you cant<br />
then overcome them<br />
take help..<br />
<br />
or atleast read other people have to say..<br />
maybe they'll help you in your "game".. of life
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                                                            <b>Wisdom of a Weirdo..</b>
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                                                        <font class="tiny"><b>Date:</b> Friday, 2nd January 2009 @ 12:21:29 AM AEST<br><b>Topic:</b> Sad Poetry</font><br><br>
                                                        <font class="content">Contributed By: joka<br><br>
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                                                       cause i am a weirdo<br />
can ya hush up, and hear me<br />
will you see right threw, if i let you<br />
<br />
cause i am a kreep<br />
what the hell am i doing?<br />
that is for sure<br />
you have to be<br />
and threw and threw, i am me<br />
<br />
Ill take you with me<br />
wherever i go<br />
the companion of night<br />
is nothing, to the one... of life<br />
<br />
cause i am a weirdo<br />
and i really try to care<br />
but this is what i come up with<br />
who are you to stare?<br />
<br />
she'll sit on my mushroom<br />
ive reserved in the sky<br />
sitting there with lucy<br />
fishing diamonds out the sky<br />
<br />
because of course im the weirdo?<br />
what if i dont want...<br />
and what if i dont be<br />
but that isnt me<br />
<br />
maybe i dont need<br />
what anyone strives for<br />
but everyone tries for...<br />
something diffrent<br />
<br />
you obviously have enough<br />
to be able to read<br />
to feed, and need<br />
and truly bleed...<br />
<br />
you been blessed to have life<br />
and its not as if it <br />
haes been taken away<br />
but giving it away, or killing it today!<br />
would be cursing the blessing<br />
of whom?<br />
<br />
and why even ask who<br />
it was gifted to you<br />
it is yours, do want you want with it..<br />
but DUDE!... you cant return it<br />
<br />
and if you will<br />
then do it.. take it slow<br />
make sure anyone you know.. knows<br />
but dont forget that this was given to you<br />
<br />
a gift is a gift<br />
if its explodeing,<br />
figure out a way to snuff it out<br />
dont just give the gift back<br />
<br />
... Ya think im a weirdo?<br />
im old enough<br />
but you can never be to young to die<br />
so why do you arrange and <br />
set your cards up<br />
if the game, is an oridnary game<br />
same lame, game of a game?<br />
<br />
Why?... cause the cards in this game<br />
are infinate, you can shuffle everyday<br />
by changeing<br />
and you play A new card everyday...<br />
<br />
if you dont like a card... do something else<br />
draw another.. you can flip as many cards..<br />
everyday, or you can stand on cards<br />
that makes you feel... like whatever your looking for<br />
<br />
if you draw.. and play a bad card<br />
do your time.. write this rhyme<br />
get out.. and cure the blind<br />
undo the undone... <br />
but only if you know your going to do it better<br />
<br />
but sooner or later..<br />
couldnt their be a card..<br />
that you want to keep<br />
will you throw that card away to look and see if theres something better???<br />
why would you?... are you that, shallow?<br />
<br />
if you say im a weirdo,<br />
are you calling me crazy?<br />
who are you to call me crazy?..<br />
do YOU really make that line?<br />
<br />
i can be a weirdo.. but that makes you the plastic mold<br />
the gods made a mold.. that is basic<br />
once you crack the mold... you start to find yourself<br />
and define yourself.. and decied...<br />
<br />
When you find someone you.. want<br />
give them a peice.. make them crack a code<br />
or connect .."like" with a cake.. or onion?<br />
or perhaps.. a pickle?<br />
<br />
i eat meat.. cause im a human..<br />
i try to think about everything<br />
leave no Stone...<br />
unturned<br />
<br />
that way im yoda..<br />
learning.. and<br />
conserveing my energy.. my vibe.s<br />
and then unleash the beast,,, or freak<br />
cause were all that freak on a leash<br />
weather that leash, is morals.. values.. sanity.. a relationship.. or just a random conversation<br />
<br />
isnt freak.. "code" for weirdo..<br />
.. i am a weirdo.. that was once full of mold<br />
the mold made me bolder.. <br />
and breaking out made me colder..<br />
<br />
but the wisdom i have..<br />
came with age,<br />
it came fast...<br />
but ive learned to slow it down<br />
<br />
distractions... are paths.. or cards or rodes<br />
and you can choose to take the rode<br />
traveled or not<br />
but you can choose..<br />
dont let other people choose for you<br />
<br />
you, do you... ill do me<br />
if your the one<br />
then you will see<br />
.. what is truely in me<br />
<br />
hold my leash..<br />
cause im a weirdo..<br />
i wear a collar..<br />
and a choker..<br />
<br />
but i like the choker...<br />
so just walk me.. on the collar..<br />
if i bark!... hush me<br />
dont let the leash go!<br />
<br />
and if another Dogg..<br />
comes along!..<br />
dont drop the leash! and go to him!<br />
you dont do that!<br />
<br />
if you find something you like hold onto it<br />
if you have "problems".. <br />
figure out how, or what you need to do<br />
to fix them.. and if you cant<br />
then overcome them<br />
take help..<br />
<br />
or atleast read other people have to say..<br />
maybe they'll help you in your "game".. of life                                                        <br>
                                                        <br>This poem is Copyright © joka<br><br>
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