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What its like

Contributed by savedbydeath on Sunday, 8th August 2004 @ 11:12:11 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



living in such a crazy place,everyone is too lazy
to go out in meet a new face,but yet everyone
knows everyone,we don't all get along,but this is
where i belong,even though i want to be gone

nothing else matters to me but to get away from here
theres nothing here for me to accomplish,i'm not
the type just to sit and collect welfare,i don't
care its not all that fare,no one has nothing to share

no one knows whats its like to want to be away,
no one knows what its like to be far away but not
no one knows what its like to be me and be here
no one knows what its like to be alone but not
no one knows what its like to get caught in this place

standing alone in that dark corner,sitting with the thoughts
that run through my head,sometimes i feel like i could
be dead,i live in a house but it feels like a closed in shed
i can barely breathe,i can barely move,can barely see
but theres nothing i can do cuz its just my life,can't
het away from all this camosion,theres too much distorsion

what its like
what its like
what its like

i wanna run away,i just need one more day to say good-bye
don't wanna die just yet,i've got too much life in me to spare
yet i don't care,but i'm not gonna go for that knofe still
i'm gonna be a trooper and do what everybody else is doing
and just live day to day,and hope and dream every night

when i wake up each morning i feel ugly and disgusting
so i throw on some make up and shut up about what
how i feel about myself,i know no one wants to hear
my voice too much,it just gets annoying i can barely stand
the sound of my own voice,but i've made a choice

what its like
what its like
what its like
what its like

no one knows whats its like to want to be away,
no one knows what its like to be far away but not
no one knows what its like to be me and be here
no one knows what its like to be alone but not
no one knows what its like to get caught in this place

what its like
what its like
what its like....




Copyright © savedbydeath ... [ 2004-08-08 23:12:11]
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Re: What its like (User Rating: 1 )
by TheBlackVoid on Monday, 9th August 2004 @ 12:56:31 AM AEST
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Ok this is a great poem.. but i know whats its like. i feel the same and more. if u sat and talked with me and i told u the stories of my life, u would have a diffrent point of veiw. nobody's life is perfect and never will be. what would the wolrd be like if it was perfect? i'll tell u what BORING! life would be boring without struggles. now we can dow ithout the war and all that BS! but still.. live life to the fullest. i stay in my house all the time too..but my reason is fear of certain things.it will get better. maybe not today or tomorrow, or yrs down the road, but it will trust me.

Alucia,


Re: What its like (User Rating: 1 )
by Stonedraider23 on Sunday, 19th December 2004 @ 09:45:58 PM AEST
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grrrreat one but war rules everything else is bs love umm its odd but u can help me out




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