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Array ( [sid] => 161138 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Were I Born A Girl [time] => 2010-07-14 13:32:27 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Quite well i know my demonds
but just can't tell the world,
oh the things i'd get away with
were i born a girl.

I could write my songs of love
using my guitar, not that i can't
do that now but i don't get far.

Age is just a number sorry that
ain't true, matters not how good
you are when that numbers you.

Women want a pretty face and guys
just call you gay, and when your old
it's even worse you simply fade away.

All this music dying deep inside of me
nowadays i'm on the net writing poetry,
when i pick up my guitar if i play at all
like a locked up lunatic i'm playing to a
wall.

No one hears my music let alone the song,
how the hell can something right? turn out
so dam wrong.

I won't put it on the net don't need no diguise,
what you see is what you get right before your
eyes.

I don't need no modern ways merely to impress,
ive mastered all my yesterdays i'll survive this
mess.





Potpourri


[comments] => 3 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Potpourri [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
Were I Born A Girl

Contributed by Potpourri on Wednesday, 14th July 2010 @ 01:32:27 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Quite well i know my demonds
but just can't tell the world,
oh the things i'd get away with
were i born a girl.

I could write my songs of love
using my guitar, not that i can't
do that now but i don't get far.

Age is just a number sorry that
ain't true, matters not how good
you are when that numbers you.

Women want a pretty face and guys
just call you gay, and when your old
it's even worse you simply fade away.

All this music dying deep inside of me
nowadays i'm on the net writing poetry,
when i pick up my guitar if i play at all
like a locked up lunatic i'm playing to a
wall.

No one hears my music let alone the song,
how the hell can something right? turn out
so dam wrong.

I won't put it on the net don't need no diguise,
what you see is what you get right before your
eyes.

I don't need no modern ways merely to impress,
ive mastered all my yesterdays i'll survive this
mess.





Potpourri






Copyright © Potpourri ... [ 2010-07-14 13:32:27]
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Re: Were I Born A Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Sushila on Wednesday, 14th July 2010 @ 11:35:58 PM AEST
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Feelings expressed with good choice of words. Well written.


Re: Were I Born A Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Breezy on Thursday, 15th July 2010 @ 09:09:01 PM AEST
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wow. What a sad, desperate write. And so very much
the way I feel this night. Life is but a blink, you know?
And soon the regrets outweigh the dreams. Well, I'm
just a ray of sunshine tonight aren't I? Sorry .. the piece
was quite well expressed and beautifully, painfully
emotive. =) Hope is still hanging around. Like a liferaft,
it keeps us from drowning in the pool of despair.

Oh man, I really gotta go. I'm depressing myself. :P
Great post, though!! Look at how thought provoking it was. ;)

take care --Achelois




Re: Were I Born A Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by Cryptiss on Monday, 8th November 2010 @ 10:38:19 AM AEST
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very very well writing reminds me of a time i to felt this way but you just gotta keep on be true to yourself and you will indeed one day see that happiness in this life.




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