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Array ( [sid] => 47018 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Not me [time] => 2004-05-11 01:50:43 [hometext] => so my bro was arrested... being stupid kids and vandalised some cars... my life has been forever changed... the remarks that people and my family make are cruel and unessacary.... and they tend to forget who i am... and that i am a person... [bodytext] => My life has been taken right before my very eyes
And I no longer see the beauty of the world, but the sadness and pain that people cause.
The tears that I have shed have etched my face with permant scars, engraved by the unhumane ways of humankind.
The remarks heard in the background are unneccessary, as you tend to forget that I am a person, I am a soul, and I am here... alive.
Alive... but practially dead as I wander this wretched place we call Earth.
I am lost among the souls of the unkind.
I am different.
But yet the things that make me different are forgotten and the things that people see me as are the things that are out of my control.
Things that have nothing to do with who I am, are the things that I am being stereotyped as.
My actions are being forgotten, and falsitys are being made.
My true self has been drowned, and my own existance is nothing but a lie made up by my surroundings, and the lost souls that I am being suffocated by.

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Not me

Contributed by JennyFruFru on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 01:50:43 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief



My life has been taken right before my very eyes
And I no longer see the beauty of the world, but the sadness and pain that people cause.
The tears that I have shed have etched my face with permant scars, engraved by the unhumane ways of humankind.
The remarks heard in the background are unneccessary, as you tend to forget that I am a person, I am a soul, and I am here... alive.
Alive... but practially dead as I wander this wretched place we call Earth.
I am lost among the souls of the unkind.
I am different.
But yet the things that make me different are forgotten and the things that people see me as are the things that are out of my control.
Things that have nothing to do with who I am, are the things that I am being stereotyped as.
My actions are being forgotten, and falsitys are being made.
My true self has been drowned, and my own existance is nothing but a lie made up by my surroundings, and the lost souls that I am being suffocated by.





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Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by loveisendless on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 02:17:07 AM AEST
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BAD REMARKS ONLY SEEM TO CAUSE MORE TROUBLE! I WAS A TROUBLE MAKER AS A TEEN,MOSTLY B/C MY PARENTS CALLED ME EVERY DEMEANING WORD THEY COULD THINK OF!! GREAT POEM JENNY,SHOWS PEOPLE THAT WHAT THEY SAY BEING NEGATIVE CAN HURT SOMEONE ALOT!!!
LOL-DAN!!!!


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by mountainhigh on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 02:29:38 AM AEST
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Be not worried by the wagging tongues of fools, you know you as you, and so does the one who counts. Have faith in his ability, to know that innocent soul. To love and restore what others try to take.

This is a powerful write, thank you for sharing.


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 02:44:12 AM AEST
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This is a very sad write but written really well.
It's really awefull that ur being treated this way. I'm not being judge mental but if u r treated this way then I can see how he would stray. Those around u should lift u up and put confidense in u.....not dragg u down.
My heart really goes out to u.
luv, huggs, faith, hope, peace,
emy


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 03:19:43 AM AEST
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Its like a hurricane sad feelings..but you should not feel drowned ..your life is always precious..there fore you must with stand the situation and rise up again. well written. venkat.


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by Hurretje on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 05:11:34 AM AEST
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Wonderful, thought-provoking and touching my heart as always..you've got such a strong way with words, Jenny!
Hugs,
Hur


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 11:07:21 AM AEST
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Jenny I sympathise with you; a bad name is something that one gets lumbered with mainly through no fault of their own. The stupid people that spread such trash should remember that no-one is to balme for anothers misdoings. Injustice and Intolerance should have been stamped out years ago, I ask myself When Will We Learn.

keep smiling in spite of all and if you want to send me a message to help get things off of your plate then please write I have broad shoulders and am a very good listener.

bernard.


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 11:40:40 AM AEST
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I am so sorry you are having to go through this, sweet pea, but give it time. It will die down. People are thoughtless and rude and always are looking for something negative to gnaw on. They can be like animals looking for blood. Some are only happy when making others unhappy. It seems, for some strange reason, to lift up their self esteem. Kind of nauseating isn't it to think humans could be like that to one another. I do hope your brother will get through this and mature from it. Maybe something good will come of it. Bless you.

Rita


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Thursday, 13th May 2004 @ 08:45:55 PM AEST
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Jenny, I can relate with you in this write. My two brothers used to vandalise and steal cars when they were younger. Thank God they grew up and don't do it anymore. There is too much ignorance in the world. Remarks that are being made, shouldn't be made. People do make mistakes. Excellent work. *S* Cynthia


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 17th May 2004 @ 10:14:34 AM AEST
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A powerful display of emotions, written with passion.

wildejohnny.


Re: Not me (User Rating: 1 )
by reprobate on Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 04:36:21 PM AEST
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what they said and add to that only you can truly affect you. never let small minds with big ugly mouths ever be a factor in who you are except maybe stronger because of them.
thanks for sharing a piece of this magnitude




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