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Nobody's Perfect
Contributed by
kill_my_soul
on
Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 06:23:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I am from bi-polar acting parents
And violent siblings.
From stupid family Sundays
To wanting to be alone.
I am from being the street hockey dominator
And the cheerleader terminator.
I am from make-up to modeling
And wanting to be free.
I am from saying,” I just want to be me.”
I am from family parties to dad’s tardies.
I am from wanting to spend time with mom to getting paid
To mow the lawn.
I am from getting so frustrated to
Wanting to die, but instead of that
All I could do was cry.
Either that or sit and get high,
This brought me the feeling where I could touch
The sky. I am from real eyes, real lies,
Which took me to realize.
I am from visits to the psychologist
To visits to the restroom.
The only solution I saw was cutting my wrists
And thinking of this was such bliss.
I am from seeing the scars which brought back the pain
And all of this was just so lame.
I am from moving to a hell hole and hating my
Parents. I am from meeting new people
And ditching all my classes.
I am from getting my life figured out
To trying to gain respect. I am from
Leaving my house to go for walks just to escape
The mouse hole I’m stuck in. I am from a drastically
Controlling stepmother to a whipped father, this was
Never an advantage.
I am from becoming my own back-up to
Ignoring everything and working on
My self-esteem which would make me
Strong about me writing standards for
Making a mistake or the “you’re grounded”
Punishments.
I am from meeting a guy who changed my life and brought
Me happiness and reminded me things like to change fast,
But family and his love will always last.
I am from not being scared
About what may lie ahead, no limit is the power that
Motivates the head. I am from my artwork that takes
Me out of reality into a process of creativity,
Which can be a catastrophe if I can’t make you see the
Unlimited possibilities that God gifted us to be
What you want to be. I am from knowing
Money is evil and will grab you by the leg.
This is why I live every moment in
My young
Age.
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Re: Nobody's Perfect
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by sicknivesevered on
Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 10:38:56 PM AEST
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| I really liked this until the "God" part at the end. But besides that, its all written very well. The "I am from" is used very well, as to where it doesn't get annoying after all the repetitions. Indeed a very good write. (^_^)b |
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Re: Nobody's Perfect
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by xXcrossedXx on
Sunday, 12th June 2005 @ 04:32:31 PM AEST
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This was really cool and had a lot of thought put in to it as well as being very well written. Nicely done,
--amanda-- |
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Re: Nobody's Perfect
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by rosethorn100 on
Wednesday, 22nd June 2005 @ 01:30:14 PM AEST
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nice well written poem - remind me very much of my own life - yes life can be cruel on us - but the most impotant part is never to give up aleast am trying not to
good to get your feelings outs this way and am sorry to hear it too
hope things get better for you
rosey |
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