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Scars

Contributed by bluestar on Friday, 15th December 2006 @ 11:52:18 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



So many secrets burned deep inside
So many scars I have to hide
How many times do I have to lie
How many times do I have to reply,
In the same monatone voice and say that I am fine
Now I am broken but you'll never see
Because all the things you've done to me
Why is it wrong to express how I feel?
Sliced up and bloody
Leaving my body to deal
Why can't I be proud of the marks on my arm?
Why do you have to tell me how I should feel?
Leave me alone and you will see,
That I am more sane than you'll ever be
So why is it so wrong to express how I feel?
This is just me so you'll have to deal.




Copyright © bluestar ... [ 2006-12-15 23:52:18]
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Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by drtylilsecret on Saturday, 16th December 2006 @ 01:48:57 AM AEST
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oh god how i would love to say exactly that to my friends......they look down on me for it and it makes me feel like complete *****. but thanks for that write, it really is good, and i hope it works out for you.

--talli


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by SilverDagger on Saturday, 16th December 2006 @ 03:32:28 AM AEST
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What a lucid way of expressing your thoughts! I can feel your anguish resonating through your words. It's a very well-written piece.

I hope that you get to talk about your feelings with someone. May you find peace of mind.


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by Ruby2sdy on Saturday, 16th December 2006 @ 02:36:23 PM AEST
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Made me think of a friend whose been in a dark place, he hides his scars too. A thought invoking piece, don't change it at others advice; it's a work completely of your own. I'm going to phone my friend now, see how he is... hope you're ok, merry christmas and a happy new year,

2sdy xxx


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by SoUR_GuRL67 on Sunday, 17th December 2006 @ 08:48:18 AM AEST
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Yeah people always used to give me crap for it too, I say screw'em! They aren't me, they don't understand, this is how I deal. If they really are your friends they will love you anyway and try to help you make it through.
I guess I mostly grew out of my cutting stage, though I can't say I've abandoned this demon completley.Everyone has their on way, yes you're right your just as sane as anyone else.
Well good luck,
K


Re: Scars (User Rating: 1 )
by Jen_unknown_to_myself on Wednesday, 20th December 2006 @ 05:25:04 PM AEST
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I know what you mean. They all tell me how I should feel and that I shouldn't be doing that (cuttin). I tell them fine if I must listen to you but u see i dont have to listen to you. They look at me and say ur one insane chic i tell them I'm more sane then they'll ever be. I relate to this so much and it's a extremely good poem. Keep up the good work
~Jen~




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