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Living In Your Mistakes
Contributed by
AnastasiaN
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Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 02:13:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
hbadday
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A customer yelled at me today
because I had made a mistake
and when lunch time came
the memories came back to me
and I felt my heart break
I watched my favorite soap today
I don't know why I punish myself
because I cried right through it all
when she saw her husband kiss someone else
My car wouldn't start today
and when it did that song came on
It reminded me of this summer
and when everything went wrong
That blonde girl came into the store today
My heart sank but I still smiled
But what I really wanted to say
was "I hate you" and much more
I heard a rumour today
it shattered my already broken heart
These two girls whom I barely knew
knew more than I did for a start
I cried at work today
in front of people I don't even like
Will anything ever go my way?
How did I begin losing this fight?
So I struggled with my thoughts again
Do I trust a cheater or a slut?
Either way I still felt the pain
How did I get into this bottomless rut?
I slammed my finger in the door today
on my way to confront you
This day couldn't have gone worse
unless you admitted it to be true
This net that has dropped down upon me
has strained any attempt to be happy
Looks like no one will let me be
or this town just doesn't want me to succeed
I spent another day
suffering your consequences
It shouldn't be this way
I've given you way too many chances
So a day in the life of the tormented
Hating every minute living here
wishing just once for my day to go right
or for everyone else to disappear
I don't know how many more days I can handle
Tomorrow might be too much
Today was pretty bad
and I survived yesterday through luck
When will I stop paying
for all of your mistakes?
I fear one more day like today
might see me give it all up and run away
Copyright ©
AnastasiaN
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2004-11-10 02:13:54]
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Re: Living In Your Mistakes
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by girltranscended on
Wednesday, 10th November 2004 @ 05:11:25 PM AEST
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Oh I can't stand it - when customers have the balls to raise their voice to you...like they are so much better? I have had way too many customer service jobs and I have bit my tongue way too much.
Oh and those days - that just get worse and worse...totally suck.
Why is it the people who suffer the most are so sweet and give others so many chances? And why can't we ever find the kind of love and patience we give? Can you tell I can relate?
You can talk yourself into getting over something, into moving on and moving past, but you are changed. Quietly on the inside, testing how much your heart can take, hoping someone will decide to help you mend, and soon. Always hopeful.
And that small town crap never goes away. But it makes you who you are, as it all does, and you seem really cool to me. Smile today - cause this one rocked! |
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Re: Living In Your Mistakes
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by AnastasiaN on
Thursday, 11th November 2004 @ 01:55:10 AM AEST
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| thanks for your comment...i often beat my head against the wall too...wondering what it is that i do that i deserve half the things that happen to me...or any other good person. and it seems that the liars, and the cheaters, and the arrogant, selfish ppl get farther....it's not fair. |
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Re: Living In Your Mistakes
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by shattered_heart on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 07:43:23 PM AEST
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I say you leave all that cruminess behind. Some people can not just appreciate how hard people work at thier jobs and their relationships. I'm sure you don't deserve it. I like your poem, I'm sorry you had such a god-awful day.
- Rachelle |
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