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Lack Of Faith In Me
Contributed by
WildFire
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Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 05:20:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Give me time, give me chance. Give me luck, give me courage. Time to prepare. Chance to do it. Luck to finish, and courage to show. Support me in everything I do, do not waste me or use me for your own life. I have mine and want to be known. Smart am I though I do not show, get to know me before you judge me. I am not what I appear to be for shallow is my mind not. Deep in thought I always am. I will prove you wrong one day I will. You say I waste my time, writing silly stories or memorizing a dead playwrite's script. Sometimes you say I am not good that I'll amount to something someday, but not in writing and not in acting you say. Please live life the normal way. I'm tired of hearing no and go away. I'm tired of hearing that I'm too young. I'll prove all who said it's not worth it wrong and when you look to me for support I'll be there holding you up when you are down. You are worth it, is what I'll say. Unlike words I heard from you. No one gives me the time of day or the chance to prove all wrong. I want to be someone, I want to make a difference. When will I hear from you "I am proud of you."? How much do I have to do to be a twinkling light in you eyes? My sisters are there in your eyes I see their lights all the time. But something's missing in those holes that seem so bleak when you look at me. Must I go to church every Sunday and Wednesday? Do I have to be a straight A student?Why would I do those things to please? Why not let me be me? Let me write, let me act. They are my passions in life. Let me be when I'm at home. Let me read my books and watch my movies, let me practice what I believe. Let me talk to you instead of listen. Let me homeschool as long as I want to. Let me be happy. Give me back what you stole from me. Do not call me the thorn in your side. Talk with me when I need, do not brush me off in my time of need. Do not shove your style on me for that is not what I wish to be. Unlike you I do not want to be like the mother that raised me or thought she did. I raised myself in my hard times. Because of you I lost the twinle in my eye. Because of my dad I fear loud noises, because of him I lost me. He sent away the people that could help. The part of family you had lost touch with. For someone like you, there is no other; how dare you call yourself my mother!
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Re: Lack Of Faith In Me
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by MoonlitAngel on
Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 05:54:10 PM AEST
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Oh wow... I can relate to so much of this, it's not even funny. That's amazing... but don't worry, you won't have to put up with that crap forever. Just stay strong and always be yourself. Never settle for less than what you deserve.
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Re: Lack Of Faith In Me
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by WildFire on
Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 11:24:14 PM AEST
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| hey thanx. i really appreciate it. |
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