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Array ( [sid] => 41297 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Why [time] => 2004-04-01 09:32:53 [hometext] => I wrote this to show how a little insult can effect someone really bad [bodytext] => Why...
Why do people insult me,
Is it the looks,
I don't know

Why...
Why am I ignored,
Is it how I act,
Not sure why

Why...
Why do people laugh,
Is it because of the rumors,
I try to ignore it

Not sure how long,
How long I have to ignore it,
I want my life back,
Wanting to be left alone

Why...
Why can't I be left alone,
Is it fun to destroy me,
I find it degrading [comments] => 6 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 48 [informant] => jupiter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Why

Contributed by jupiter on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 09:32:53 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Why...
Why do people insult me,
Is it the looks,
I don't know

Why...
Why am I ignored,
Is it how I act,
Not sure why

Why...
Why do people laugh,
Is it because of the rumors,
I try to ignore it

Not sure how long,
How long I have to ignore it,
I want my life back,
Wanting to be left alone

Why...
Why can't I be left alone,
Is it fun to destroy me,
I find it degrading




Copyright © jupiter ... [ 2004-04-01 09:32:53]
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Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by poetrygodslove on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 09:38:44 AM AEST
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all my life I have asked the same question.
good write. you tell it like it is. YOUR a good poet. speaks from your heart. and one day may it come that we both dont have to ask why?


Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by ILuvKyleKorver26 on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 09:55:05 AM AEST
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this is a really good poem i know how u feel
Love always, Jenna


Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 11:07:50 AM AEST
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This is close to my heart i was constantly put down as a child never did figure out why people have to do it? insecurity on their part i suppose.

wildejohnny


Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by AnGeL_M on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 11:51:24 AM AEST
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I Never Got Made Fun Of As A Child , But Boy Am I Getting It Now...I Have Cancer And When I Go To Town People Looks, Stares And Begins To Laugh I've Asked My Self Why Are They Laughing@ Me Do I Look That Bad? I Can't Walk Out In My Yard Without Some Neightbors Older Kids Laughing@ Me ....You Got Me Stunded On This Question's. For I Have No Answer For Them...The Only Thing I Can Think Of Is There Cold Hearted And Very Disrespectful......Or They've Never Been Taught No Better .....Sorry That's Just How I See It...
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,LoVe,,,,,AnGeL,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 02:29:07 PM AEST
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When I was a little girl I had such low self esteem due to other children. You know I thought I was the ugliest, strangest looking kid in our subdivision. I became a loner to protect my sensitive inner self. Then when I got older and all of those people wanted to befriend me, I was trapped with remembering being a child. It hurts when people are cruel and if I could I would wipe it out. Your poem touched my heart. Hang in there, okay? Kie


Re: Why (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 04:06:27 PM AEST
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Ah how much I could relate to this one! Written brilliantly it's style is really fitting to the poem!
Anne :D




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