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Lies
Contributed by
VR2776
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Tuesday, 8th September 2009 @ 11:37:44 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Things come to the light and
Im beginning to see
That no one is the same
As they started to be
As things begin to change
So do the people I know
And though it shouldnt surprise me
I still feel the blow
Its as if I'm in high school
all over again
The time when everyone
pretended to be friends
The ferment in my heart
is more than I can bear
how can people be so cold
as they pretend to care
why is it important to me
to have people in my life
why is it important when
theyre all full of lies
but I'm no different
for I have lied to them
I havent been true
Or been a real friend
The real me they havent seen
The real me they dont know
How do I expect that the
real them would show
More than one person
Thats whos inside
For my real identity
I cannot define
What defines me right now
Is anger, bitterness and pain
So much so I feel like I'm
going insane
Ive been so disillusioned
that I would believe
That people could care
What happens to me
Why should they care
Why should they worry
Its not their problem
What inside I keep buried
Foolish I am for thinking
That on anyone I can rely
I will learn to depend
Solely on. I
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VR2776
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2009-09-08 11:37:44]
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Re: Lies
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by lostinmyself on
Tuesday, 8th September 2009 @ 05:09:32 PM AEST
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I think there are many of us who can relate to this. We all have doubts about who we are and who our friends are and sometimes, in this world full of people, we can be, or feel, extremely alone. Personally, I know how you feel, there are people in my life who I thought I knew and I thought knew me. I have realised that we never truly know anyone but we still need to have faith in each other to survive. It's a gamble, but isn't it worth it?
I liked how this progressed. I will say that somewhere in the middle the flow jumped out a little and a couple of the rhymes seemed a little forced, but that the end smoothed out nicely.
Hold on in there, ok? Some people are definitely worth the pain, don't let it hurt you beyond repair.
Phil xxx |
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