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Self Indulgent Misery

Contributed by Shmokin on Saturday, 7th January 2006 @ 03:29:26 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished



Self Indulgent Misery

Clear, cool, calm
That's how I want to be
Not the torrent of emotions
I always seem to be
Never seeming far from tears
Not a good quality, for one of my years!
Why does it seem
Such a strain
To keep my emotions
Under rein
Self Indulgent Misery
The place it seems
I prefer to be
For if I dont want it
Then courage I lack
Because I fight my way out
But I always come back
No one around me, can comfortably know
Which way today, my mood will flow
One day bright and full of laughter
The next quite plainly, a walking disaster
If I could, would I rather be you?
The pain of living with me, I havent a clue
When I am down and dont want to exist
I callously forget, that you love me, and I'm missed
I expect you to carry on, just pretend i'm not there
But I'm kidding myself, you cant, you care
You cant help me, that causes you pain
I dont want that, and I dont want the blame
You dont expect to be happy 24/7, three sixty five
Your realistic, tis not for perfection you strive
But I feel such a wimp, I wish I was strong
I'm so bloody tired, of getting it wrong

XShmokinX




Copyright © Shmokin ... [ 2006-01-07 03:29:26]
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Re: Self Indulgent Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by classicfailedhero on Saturday, 7th January 2006 @ 08:18:46 AM AEST
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cool- what i took from it was a mockery and parody of the whole idealistic fake teenage depression that is very abundant- but then again i might of missed the point completely- if so i would very much like a pm telling me wat it was realy about- but if it was the whole making fun of angst thing that is extremly cool


Re: Self Indulgent Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Saturday, 7th January 2006 @ 10:09:39 AM AEST
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Hmmmm... I read this a bit differently than classicfailedhero, I think. I took it more as say-it-like-it-is honesty. The second half is much stronger than the first, I think... the rhymes are better, the flow improved.


~Snemmy


Re: Self Indulgent Misery (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Saturday, 7th January 2006 @ 12:00:13 PM AEST
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I am clapping man. What an honest write. I loved it. The last lines..."But I feel such a wimp, I wish I was strong I'm so bloody tired of getting it wrong"....Been here before. Thanks for sharing a heartfelt write. Peace to you, Laura




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