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You Don't Know What It's Like
Contributed by
DesolantDreamer
on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 09:42:11 PM in AEST
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Have you ever been laughed at?
Have you ever been stabbed in the back?
You have never been kicked while you were down
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
You act all sympithetic
You act like you understand
You never watched your best friend turn on you
You've never been slapped in the face
By your own flesh and blood
You don't know what it's like
So stop acting like you do
You've never been through what I have
Have you ever been forced to go to a place for waccos?
Because no one understands?
Of course not
You don't know what it's like
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Re: You Don't Know What It's Like
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by bigtig6269 on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 11:03:37 PM AEST
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| very good and emotional. Do you want help with spelling? There were only two that I saw. Sympithetic should be sympathetic and waccos should be wackos. But still, I knew what you meant and a very good poem. I wish I was in Japan :( |
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Re: You Don't Know What It's Like
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by ForeverAndADay on
Wednesday, 13th April 2005 @ 06:28:39 AM AEST
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| Very good. It was very emotional. I hate it when people say they understand what your going through. |
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Re: You Don't Know What It's Like
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by reflections on
Wednesday, 13th April 2005 @ 07:41:24 AM AEST
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You write very well; extremely well if English is not your native tongue. You get your thoughts across with all their feelings. You seem to be so very sad. You describe a very tough existence as your plight; but, have you ever stopped to wonder what it is that causes family, and friends to turn on you? Why you are forced to do things against your will? Why you are committed to places so demeaning to you? Have you ever stopped to consider that, just maybe, you’re doing something to cause some of your own problems? It would be very unusual to have so many wrongs forced upon you for no good reason what-so-ever. Happiness is not free . . . it has to be worked at. Try it , you’ll like it.
This is not meant to be critical of your troubles. It is offered only as a possibility to achieve a better understanding of your problem, which may enhance your chance for the, well deserved, happiness you seek.
Don’t stop writing. It is also a good cure for whatever ails a troubled heart.
Cheers
John
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