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Dont Understand
Contributed by
taryn
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Tuesday, 30th November 2004 @ 05:30:32 PM in AEST
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After me and my mom had a fight
The air full of screams and insults,
angry minds,
hateful faces.
Speaking the same language,
yet unable to communicate.
Impossible for her to hear me,
what Im really saying.
Words are flying,
getting nowhere.
Both mad,
tired of trying.
She has been here before,
Is it that easy to forget?
To forget the fighting and confusion,
to forget the feelings involved everyday.
She has been here,
I just dont understand,
Im tired of wanting to understand.
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taryn
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2004-11-30 17:30:32]
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Re: Dont Understand
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by Live2Die on
Tuesday, 30th November 2004 @ 05:31:56 PM AEST
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| Great write. I can really relate. It's like most moms just can't understand anything their kids are saying. |
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Re: Dont Understand
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by Jenn2004 on
Tuesday, 30th November 2004 @ 08:35:49 PM AEST
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| Good Poem, my mom dont understand a damn thing about me either. |
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Re: Dont Understand
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by Stoney1 on
Wednesday, 1st December 2004 @ 07:36:01 AM AEST
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Eventually, you will come to realize that she understands
much more than you think.
But as concerns the communication problem; you're both
equally guilty.
Both parties are locked into their position and defending it
to the max, while neither is listening to the other, and neither
is making any attempt to see the other side of the question.
What you need is a third party objective arbitrator who can
intervene and slow things down when the argument gets
heated.
You both must strive to see the other's point of view, and
perhaps a compromise solution may present itself.
A 'win' is not necessarily you getting it all your own way and
verbally beating your mother into submission. A true win is
when both sides come out of the dispute with their dignity
intact and a compromise solution which each can live with.
Your poem manages to convey your frustration with the
situation between you and your mom. Perhaps she is
feeling equally frustrated?
Maybe you're both ready to negotiate an equitable solution now?
Stoney |
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