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Lies
Contributed by
onedysturbdchick
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Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 04:38:28 AM in AEST
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Why do I put myself through all of this pain?
I'm living a lie once again
Pretend to be happy, although I'm sad,
Act like I'm not angry, like I'm not mad.
I'm condemned to this life, this life of pain,
I am who I'm not, all over again.
I need to get loose, need to break free,
From this life that I'm living that's really not me.
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Re: Lies
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by sride686 on
Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 07:21:47 AM AEST
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A good write and its so easy to get caught up
being someone or something your not. Just
remember that in the end all you are is you
and are you happy with what you are. You
have to like who you are before you can be
happy in life. Very well done on this write and
it really draws the reader into the confusion
and the turmoil in the write. Take care and
keep up the good writes….Steve |
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Re: Lies
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 08:07:50 AM AEST
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The vendetta between yourself - and who you pretend to be. I've been there, in all honesty I think I still am, and all it does, is make things worse, living like there's nothing wrong. Just supressing it all, smiling - living a lie. In the end, you just break, what was once left of who you are is after being torn and suffocated. It's so much better just showing who you really are, then you learn, who actually cares about you, the ones that stick around, even after they get introduced to the real you. Good luck, and great write.
-Cassy |
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Re: Lies
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by enigma on
Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 04:01:08 PM AEST
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...yes, yes, yes...this could draw a book length response out of me...I kid you not...Lies...damn lies...
...I've at least come to a point in my life where I recognize the lies...but, those old lies are just ingrained into my behavior patterns...I'm tired right now...so the lies are kind'a tugging on my sleeve...if I keep talking, I won't stop...whooooaaaa...that's profound...
...I'm gonna post my thesis on how lies from our attachment experiences twist our perspective and warp our self-image before our brain has developed sufficiently to remember the events...that would be before our third year of life outside the womb...[look up attachment theory on the net]...
...I appreciated your poem...brought back memories...not nice memories, to be sure...but, I'm tired and so I'll accept whatever memories what to step up to the plate...
...you're perfect, you're beautiful, and you're yours...
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Re: Lies
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by enigma on
Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 04:05:24 PM AEST
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...awww...I didn't know it was you...the strong one...I've been up since midnight doing report cards...I'm a procrastinating teacher...got to have that adrenalin rush to get these mundane clerical drudgeries done...I did enjoy your poem, though...I pass through that little depressing township every now and then...right now I think I'm gonna go home, drink a couple beers and crash...
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Re: Lies
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by mrpeanut64 on
Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 04:58:37 PM AEST
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| "To thine own self be true". I don't think there is a clearer path to happiness than that. It's hard to get out from under the masks we've put on in order to survive, butuntil you do you are living someone elses life. |
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