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Braids

Contributed by seci on Wednesday, 23rd November 2005 @ 11:54:25 PM in AEST
Topic: secrets

the understanding of the vibrations of the arguing going on
outside of my door
are you yelling at me?
is this another one of your moments when you say something bad to me, and i slam myself straight to the floor
maybe i'm not whom i was expected to be
is that the question i may ask
maybe i was trying to hard to be me
i sit in a room with silence never because that i think that i am better than every and anyone else, but to only stop the stares
the talk among oneselves
the talk behing my back
i'm not at all being rude, only in the eye of God, just fair
trying so hard to reach out to me, but i have sailed so far away before your eyes
so now let me rest here
let me be my own surprise
sometimes its best to learn who you are inside
maybe it may take more sense than pride
i have lost so much from trying to be someone that i'm not at all
but i guess at or in a matter of time we get to the stage where we all may fall
life at times can mean nothing until i pack my bags and go
maybe this is the time
the time to be strong and live without no wrong
regardless of where my head lays
my problems are my problems
hidden like a mask on someones face, but the only difference is
it is hidden underneath the designs in my braids

Copyright © seci ... [ 2005-11-23 23:54:25]
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Re: Braids (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 24th November 2005 @ 02:16:17 AM AEST
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this poem is most compelling 2 read it just carried my eyes right along the current a most insightful poem saturated with such wisdom, beautifuly done.

Ben

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