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Pessimistic

Contributed by alliedamusical on Saturday, 12th July 2008 @ 11:19:20 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



My sins scribbled on my forehead for the world to see.
Who could love me?
Every mistake I've made comes back to haunt me.
Who will accept me?
The poison of rejection has made me ill.
My past, a knife that has stabbed my heart.
I'm searching for acceptance in a world that is against me.
How long until my search is over?
I'm worn out and tired of making futile attempts at finding a friend.
All I've ever hoped for, now thrown away.
The ugliness of rejection is all that shows.
Rejected, and this pencil and paper are all I have.
My only friends in a dark world of hurt and pain.
Uninvited, and I can't take any more.
The lonely tears I cry are ignored by teasing laughter.
My life will be a secret, lived for only me to see.
This gloomy raincloud of regret hovers over me.
And all I can do is write.




Copyright © alliedamusical ... [ 2008-07-12 23:19:20]
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Re: Pessimistic (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Sunday, 13th July 2008 @ 12:38:04 AM AEST
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Deep feelings with your words, they seem to pour to the reader your ready to change and make a differ within. I hope this will happen.


brew~


Re: Pessimistic (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Monday, 14th July 2008 @ 06:21:04 AM AEST
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this is a very powerful expressive sad poem.. it hurts when you feel that way inside.. I like this its very deeply written..

rock on,

vampyress Jenni




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