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My View

Contributed by kayald on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 11:26:55 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



What is it about them?
That everyone is drawn to?
What is it that everyone else has
That I somehow missed?
Am I really that ugly?
Should I really smile all the time?
I don’t understand, what’s wrong with me?
Do I think too much, or is that just my imagination?
Are their blank stares really all that meaningful?
Can they ever comprehend
All the things I see?
Why they are the way they are,
And I will always be me.
An empty, hollow, shallowness,
Lies far underneath
Their surfaces formed of material possessions
Money is just paper
Sex is just a muscle.
Nerves, sweat and feelings
Feelings don’t hold,
They change and go.
Why cling to paper and feelings?
They indulge and consume
And don’t question why
Their civilization they believe in so deeply
Is nothing more than a concealing lie.
Who we are in reality
Is hidden and fought so much
They think no on e can see,
But their walls are glass
That I see straight through
While I merely watch
Others shelter the illusion
Of what they thought they knew.
How can they be so blind?
Why not view the picture whole?
So often overstated,
Thinking they can “see inside your soul”
Bullcrap and harsh realities
Never mix
Instead the bullcrap builds and piles
Until reality is nonexistent to those who believe
In a society so superficial
And they still think they can succeed.
Civilization was better
When it was less civilized
The years of mounting falsehoods
Are being monopolized.
What’s the point in living
If you never fully live?
Others feelings and rules and laws
Prevent us from being who we are
Our naked secrets are never shown
For fear of bruising
Everything we’ve ever known
Well, too bad for you because when society crumbles,
I can say I saw it coming
And when everyone else stumbles,
I can skip away and keep on running.





Copyright © kayald ... [ 2004-03-22 11:26:55]
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Re: My View (User Rating: 1 )
by norm on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 11:50:18 AM AEST
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A wonderful poetic construction
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Your outlook scares me silly,
means my life was willy nilly,
I would like to improve my lot.
But probably I cannot.


Re: My View (User Rating: 1 )
by Lionel on Monday, 22nd March 2004 @ 01:24:47 PM AEST
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Sour on life, huh? You are good at expressing yourself, so don't be so depressed. It's not that bad, is it?




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