Description: so.. i don't care what people think any more
so go ahead and send me as much as hate mail. yeah i hate politics and Bush. cus me out. i'll just laugh at you for wasting your time typing some sentence on about how Bush is such a nice guy. i'm just a little girl, and sometimes i dream of being some one different. I imagene it and day dream... but i have to face the facts, i can't change the person i am today, and you can't either. so you can fill me up with your opinions about Bush. i'll just ignore.
the way the world is.. it does make me feel like shit... it made me realize i am nobody. when i'm around my family or friends. they actually make me feel like some one. and that is the reason why i still live. that is the reason why i haven't put the knife onto my wrist and die.. and pictures like the one below. May God 4give them.
Die Slowly Inside -------------------------------------------
i'm a helpless little child
lost & hopeless
sitting in the corner
humbled, i'm just another mourner
across i spy a shiny object
i crawl over
thinking it might be something sweet
i place the object on my fingertip
suprising, it hurts, and it is sharp
the pain isn't compared to the lonlyness
i feel all the time with my heart
the killing melody of the air
rushing from outside
i know some people care
so i place the sharp object aside
i live on
and turn my opinions off
i live life
yet others have died
its like others wish they had what i had
but they are out their sad
suffering and with no guide of a hand
yet i take advantage and act as if i care less
because i'm a hopeless
child with no heart
i grab the sharp object
i deserve to be dead
but i have so many people that say they love me...
...this is reality
and i throw the sharp object
across the room, breaking the mirror
and now i see so much of me
i hate these kind of dreams
the antention, i try to hide
cus i hate it with all my might
i want to die
i don't deserve this life
i'm a helpless litte kid
this world, the way it is
makes me feel like shit
the bombs turning the blue sky
pitch black, making our people die
of the smoke that fills their lungs
and innocent people being hung
the children with no guidness
the suffering in poverty
the government, hiding our history
and the only way we can live the American Dream
is to become documented, yet betrayed
at the same time, we are planting our own seeds
Bush having the life of his time in his shit-hole ranch
when our troops die in pain
while trying to protect us from Iraq
wich they say was dangerouse
cus he assumed they were building
bigger weopons than USA
9/11 made us realize something much bigger than hate
it was called pain
and so much more...
i wish i never opened my eyes too this kind of stuff
i wish i could just close the door
and live this life when i was younger
when i used to chase after butterflies
and never heard of the world 'die'
and i never knew guns actually existed
life was much better
when my eyes were closed
i'm a helpess little child
i sit in the corner
hugging my teddy bear, and screams is all i hear
the shiny object lays beside me
i leave it there
i'll just get up and live this life
that was giving to me, as long as i have a family that cares
i'll just die slowly inside
as i see the life pass by others
I have no idea what all the "controversy" about bush is.
I'm sure he's a nice guy, I'm sure most presidents have been nice guys, but that doesn't change the fact that anyone can be blinded by power, corrupted, or simply have a different opinion of what is "the greater good", and thus I choose not to ever rag on politicians that hard, it's hard being a human being, and that doesn't exclude famous human beings, it's simply easy to objectify them as "things".
Anyways, I find it very interusting the way you feel, feeling like you have no use in the world, but feel better when you're somebody around your friends and family. Very interusting, not that it's unheard of, just that this isn't at all how I feel. Everybody is a nobody to somebody, ever here that saying? Maybe it can cheer you up some. Everyone is a nobody to somebody, and if you're a somebody to everybody, what does that make you to yourself but nobody?
as far as the poem goes, it was good. some lines were a bit cliché, but they felt heart felt, i suppose perhaps the poem felt overshadowed by both yourself, and the other comments posted here, oh well
Well.. you know whatever dusnt kill ya makes u stronger... I wouldnt say i hate bush but i can see why others can... But the fact is... They were building bombs, they were and saddaam who is insane, was killing his country, and he was like another hitler so to speak... Soldiers have died, and we can mourn for that, but do we hate the prime minister who sent the young aussi men off to gallipoli, no... Cuz they died for our freedom. except these soldiers died for the people who couldnt fight for themselves, they died for the innocents freedom. The children in iraq who couldnt defend themselves, the people, women, children, men who couldnt get rid of sadam hussein. And hes not the only one who sent soldiers off to iraq. john howard did as well... He sent australian troops off to help u guys fight for the greater good. And YES sum auzi troops have died. But for the greater good. And say what you will, about john howard, george bush, and tony blair... but they are doing whats right for the greater good. Rather than what is right for the minority. John howard btw, isnt a puppet of G.B he made his own decisions for his own reasons.
And no! im not pro war! Im actually pretty much lets try and avoid it as much as possible. But you know, at some point in your life you have to get past yourself, and see whats right for others, rather than what is right for yourself.
I don't hate you, or the other person who commented. It's a matter of opinion.
Other than that
Your poem was actually pretty good. It's good to hear that people have opinions and arn't afraid to put them out there... So well done!! :D
hes a murderer and a child taker. a home wrecker and of the sort a meddling fool. one day this man will be cast down beyond his own greed into a place that no man dare enter. and i can feel that in gods heart he would surely agree with you and i.
anyways, to your poem i would have to say it touched my heart, or whats left of it i should say. this world has been ransacked by political leaders and no gooders like him. here is where i fall off. good expression. you really put it into words how you felt. and i appriciate that more then anything. when i read this i felt sad 1st off like your just screaming and praying but no one at all can hear you. and youve definately intended that. i can see you sitting there in a corner just rocking back and forth hoping someone comes and saves you from this isolation you feel. i feel this and see this because of your strong content, in mainly the beginning. if you wanna know how to improve i suggest more balanced stanzas and use your words in a more poetic way instead of just saying it so bluntly. i know recently ive been on this power trip with alot of people on this board about using stronger imagry in poetry but your supposed to paint a picture that allows your reader to not only hear but to see feel (and taste sometimes if ya ask me.) what is going on in the storyline. and yes it was definately orignal in the sense of your experience.
hope this helps.
please dear god come by and read my poem entitled forward towards a titled chair (or something like that...) i could really use a could anaylys on this one. its got good imagry ill tell ya that!
alrighty have a good day and keep your spirits up.