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Reflections by the wharf

Contributed by ashleigh4 on Sunday, 22nd December 2002 @ 07:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



I sit here, surrounded, yet i am alone,
No-one knows me, not even, at all.
My name may be Ashleigh, but no-one can see,
The face behind the mask-the real me.

I cover my arms, pretend that my scars arent really there.
It's easier to pretend that I'm normal, "happy",
Pretend that my concerns lie with the colour of my hair.

If life could offer me
Truth.
Would i take it? I know the
Truth.
Yet no-one seems to realise

That i'm nothing, i'm bad news,
My life is worthless...

Yet i digress.

One in a billion, the silent minority
who sit and watch "Wheel of Fortune"
and abide by the authority.

If i could be one of them, if i could
ever be normal, sane,
happy
or human.

Then i would be lying.

I will always be nothing.
a nobody,
a masachist,
a miser.

And no-one will be the wiser.




Copyright © ashleigh4 ... [ 2002-12-22 07:20:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Reflections by the wharf (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Sunday, 22nd December 2002 @ 06:44:21 PM AEST
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Hey, Ashleigh why do u always say 'read it and laugh"? This was a very sad poem that boy is cruel don't pay attention to him. I've felt like what u wrote in the poem many times, but let me say you are a somebody and dont let ne one say otherwise. Keep your chin up!

- Bobo (Joel)


Re: Reflections by the wharf (User Rating: 1 )
by GEQUETSCHT on Sunday, 22nd December 2002 @ 06:55:59 PM AEST
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hey ashleighm this is really good, you definitly have something going for you,

Mit Liebe und Umarmungen
Ali


Re: Reflections by the wharf (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Saturday, 1st March 2003 @ 03:00:01 PM AEST
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some people are just so nieve... i cant believe that kid said that... anyways its another great poem of yours... kepp writting u are a great poet




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