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Array ( [sid] => 31841 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Seventeen [time] => 2004-01-16 13:31:41 [hometext] => This was written when I was feeling down, its ok [bodytext] => All these feelings make no sense,
Hurting is a daily routine,
Guilty for loss of innocence,
Confusion from being seventeen

Sometimes just wanting to cry,
Fear so real; Stuck in denial,
Anger alive; watching passers by
Frustration venting; Its been a while

All these words do is hurt me,
Sick of these thoughts in my headm
Losing all hope; losing sanity
Wishing to be dead instead;
Of being alive [comments] => 3 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 48 [informant] => alecfernadez [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Seventeen

Contributed by alecfernadez on Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 01:31:41 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



All these feelings make no sense,
Hurting is a daily routine,
Guilty for loss of innocence,
Confusion from being seventeen

Sometimes just wanting to cry,
Fear so real; Stuck in denial,
Anger alive; watching passers by
Frustration venting; Its been a while

All these words do is hurt me,
Sick of these thoughts in my headm
Losing all hope; losing sanity
Wishing to be dead instead;
Of being alive




Copyright © alecfernadez ... [ 2004-01-16 13:31:41]
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Re: Seventeen (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 02:21:46 PM AEST
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Hey Alec... even when you're 47 things hurt and feelings make no sense..
Good write..
Jenni


Re: Seventeen (User Rating: 1 )
by dudleysgirl on Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 02:31:37 PM AEST
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alec, this is so touching. You've expressed the sentiments of many a teenager here. I remember feeling like this when I was seventeen. And fifteen and sixteen as well. I grew up in an abusive home, and I think that in doing so, I have become so much stronger than most people. I can still relate to the words you've penned here. The most poignant lines for me are 'Hurting is a daily routine.' 'Confusion from being seventeen'.'Sometimes I just want to cry'. 'Sick of these thoughts in my head'. Brings back so many harsh memories. This is nice work, alec. Keep writing. Take it from someone who's been there, writing things down does help. Stay strong and don't check yourself out of this life. You'll be better than most in the end!
{{hugs}}
Judy


Re: Seventeen (User Rating: 1 )
by Valerie_Pearson on Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 07:42:21 PM AEST
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sorry you feel this way, one day you'll look back and wonder where those years have gone, stick with us, there's so much fun ahead of you, take care Val




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