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Take a seat and listen

Contributed by little_genna on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 11:18:56 AM in AEST
Topic: hbadday





I sit here wondering why do I exist.
Just feeling completely dismissed.
Just feel like getting up and walking out of the door.
My life has become such a consistent bore.
Forever slipping from happy to depressed.
To many emotions have been suppressed
Over my years with a certain person.
Now to break this hold on my emotions, till it is beaten.
An angry tone I do not wish to take.
Yet my mood is no longer like a calm lake.
I’m telling you all I’m no longer the push over,
No longer your doormat to walk over.
You are always asking what’s going through my mind.
Just take my word for it if you knew, you would not take kind.
You surely would think I need mental help.
But you don’t realize I need more than help.
This is not a plead for it,
I am fine with the way it is, so just please sit,
And listen, I just want to be listened to.
Not be the one listening, and giving my view.
All I ask for is one person to stay and listen,
Yet everyone leaves me after awhile no longer wanting to listen.
I cannot blame them after all,
It’s just me.






Copyright © little_genna ... [ 2004-05-20 11:18:56]
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Re: Take a seat and listen (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 12:45:41 PM AEST
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at the time one becomes a doormat it is a wise decision to start voicing your wants and needs, among many many other things. for the most part, it's entirely up to you on how people treat you... just a few thoughts i've been thinking lately... ;0)
~Remy~


Re: Take a seat and listen (User Rating: 1 )
by IrishPixie8907 on Sunday, 23rd May 2004 @ 01:57:08 PM AEST
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I like this poem a lot. It's really cool.




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