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Array ( [sid] => 51576 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => 2 Doors Down [time] => 2004-06-12 15:28:51 [hometext] => this poem was written after a Big fight with my mom im sure some of u can relate [bodytext] => your words go around in my head,
they make me feel dead.
I hate when you yell,
Makes me think that I’ve failed and once again fell.
I find you fixing everything and everyone but me,
You think this is the way I’ll always be.
I wish you knew why I hide behind my attitude,
And why you think I never show you gratitude.
Maybe if I take it off my chest,
I can finally sit and take a rest.
Life is nothing more then just a lie,
& it gets bigger as time goes by.
Deep inside I feel resentful,
That’s why I'm so disrespectful.
I carry all this baggage,
That’s only doing damage.
But I'm not strong,
These four walls know you’re wrong.
If I decide not to stay,
****** what you say,
At the end of the day,
Things will go down my way.
I don’t carry this dirty mouth in vain,
It’s a reflection of all the pain I’ve gained,
And why my life is stained.
I will change my tone,
When you leave me alone.
In the dark,
A permanent mark,
Has caused me to spark.
Time takes over me,
When I feel lonely.
Soon I’ll leave co’s I can’t stay,
When you make me feel I’m in your way.
It’s not because you’re stern,
But when I leave I won’t return.
I’ll prove to you one day,
That time can change my ways.
My heart was stolen,
Leaving my veins all swollen.
I won’t let these emotions take hold,
Of what hours stold.
But don’t hear one word of what I’ve just said,
I think I’ve lost my head,
With all these stupid things I’ve said.
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2 Doors Down

Contributed by Avila on Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 03:28:51 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

your words go around in my head,
they make me feel dead.
I hate when you yell,
Makes me think that I’ve failed and once again fell.
I find you fixing everything and everyone but me,
You think this is the way I’ll always be.
I wish you knew why I hide behind my attitude,
And why you think I never show you gratitude.
Maybe if I take it off my chest,
I can finally sit and take a rest.
Life is nothing more then just a lie,
& it gets bigger as time goes by.
Deep inside I feel resentful,
That’s why I'm so disrespectful.
I carry all this baggage,
That’s only doing damage.
But I'm not strong,
These four walls know you’re wrong.
If I decide not to stay,
****** what you say,
At the end of the day,
Things will go down my way.
I don’t carry this dirty mouth in vain,
It’s a reflection of all the pain I’ve gained,
And why my life is stained.
I will change my tone,
When you leave me alone.
In the dark,
A permanent mark,
Has caused me to spark.
Time takes over me,
When I feel lonely.
Soon I’ll leave co’s I can’t stay,
When you make me feel I’m in your way.
It’s not because you’re stern,
But when I leave I won’t return.
I’ll prove to you one day,
That time can change my ways.
My heart was stolen,
Leaving my veins all swollen.
I won’t let these emotions take hold,
Of what hours stold.
But don’t hear one word of what I’ve just said,
I think I’ve lost my head,
With all these stupid things I’ve said.

Copyright Â© Avila ... [ 2004-06-12 15:28:51]
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Re: 2 Doors Down (User Rating: 1 )
by saveMEfromMYSELF on Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 04:07:37 PM AEST
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This accuratly depicts human emotion. One minute your so fired up you don't know what to do and the next you've forgotten the reason you were angry. I get this way alot with my mom too. Good write, keep it up!

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