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raised to be like this
Contributed by
purplestary
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Monday, 30th August 2004 @ 04:21:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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is it fun to torment yourself to always put yourself down
is it fun to torment others to be negative all the time
the answers to these their so clear and translucent
yet noone seems to see noone understands
it's not about me who torments myself or me who talks down all the time
it's all about you who made me this way who raised me within these walls
it was you who was angry all the time and took it out on me
now you tell me to be like this is only asking for pain
why couldn't you just take the advise that you are so willing to give
now after all the teachings you gave after all is said and done you tell me you were wrong
i do not deny i only wish that i could of known before
because now i'm who i am and i'm trying so hard to change
no wonder i have trouble seeing right from wrong look who gave birth to my troubled soul
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Re: raised to be like this
(User Rating: 1 ) by lovingcritters on
Tuesday, 31st August 2004 @ 12:59:15 AM AEST (User
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Purplestary, I can really relate to this poem. I was raised being taught right from wrong, but always seeing nothing but wrong.I was beaten unmercifully and slight infractions, and deprived of simple satisfactions because my parents were lovers of money.
I'm so glad to see you state in your poem, that you can change.......because change I did...never to repeat all the bad, only the good! Don't give up hope....if I can do it so can you.
I wish you good luck!
Poetic hugs for this poem......it was splendid!
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