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Contributed by
6_2
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Sunday, 16th November 2003 @ 01:19:25 AM in AEST
Topic:
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It really hurts, the things you do
I try to take it with some grace
But I really hate you, when I see their face
I told myself they’d never make me sad
But, I never thought it’d be you
The one who’d make me feel so bad
You know, I’ll really try
I promise, I won’t cry
Are you my friend?
Can I call you that?
Do you really like me?
‘Cause you treated me like a doormat
Why are people so mean?
I know what I say
I have really seen
The way they act, the way they are
Because of that
I hope in life, they don’t go far
I wish things were different
They didn’t work as they do
If things could change
If no one remembered, no one knew
The possibilities are endless
There could be no such thing as friendless
No one judging, who you are
You could sit, by yourself
With no one watching from afar
I hate the world, as it is
Popularity, says it all
Who you talk to
Who you call
This isn’t right,
You know it too
The grass is green,
The sky is blue,
These things are set,
But they are not true
I don’t always know
What I am saying
People are shallow
I completely realize
It makes me sick
To hear they’re lies
To hear them say
Those mean, mean things
To have them ask “does my hair look alright”
Every morning, every night
They are my enemies,
My best friends, my worst
The base of my worries
And all that comes first
I hate them, but love them,
No replacement be found,
No matter how hard you try
Everyone is like them
Anything else is a lie
The world I dream of,
So close, near by
But forever I’ll dream,
Because some things,
No matter how simple they seem,
Just can’t be accomplished,
The world is happy,
Corrupt as it is,
I guess I should adjust
To what is and will be
Because I now must,
Do what is the best for me
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Re: People
(User Rating: 1 ) by EmSal on
Sunday, 16th November 2003 @ 01:43:22 AM AEST (User
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It is a lie that everyone is like that cause they aren't...some make mistakes that the others do, but they are the ones that try to make it right and feel guilt. People can be harsh and cruel so true. But we all have to do what is best for ourselves like you say. But anyway your poem is quite true, and probably very true for you. So thanks for sharing this as it was good. So all the best for you and take care.
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Re: People
(User Rating: 1 ) by EmSal on
Sunday, 16th November 2003 @ 01:45:54 AM AEST (User
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PS: Welcome to YPDC... :)
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