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    dots Submission Name: Why Me?dots
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    Author: nicodemous
    ASL Info:    7-5-82/M/Hell
    Elite Ratio:    5.58 - 283/221/121
    Words: 290
    Class/Type: Prose/Serious
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    Average Vote:    5.0000
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    dotsWhy Me?dots
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    I look at my life
    And I feel bad
    Then I think about it and I feel worse
    What do I have to cry over?
    "No woman will have me"
    Boo fucking Hoo
    I feel so sorry for myself
    Then I think of children stolen in the night
    Some bought and sold for sex
    Some forced to fight and kill
    I think to myself "Jesus what is wrong with you? Why do you have to be such a whiney fat ass?"
    Then I see people with real weight problems that would probably kill to be as "small" as me
    I see pictures of people round the world
    That look to be little more than skeletons with skin stretched around them
    I see in some places they live in little more than piles of mud drinking from brown rivers
    I think to all the women that have hurt me and done me wrong
    Then I remember hearing so many stories
    So very many stories of abuse, molestation, and rape
    All this comes to mind and reminds me that my life really is pretty good
    I truly have it easy
    And in this I am shamed
    For while I know this to be the truth
    I can't help myself
    I still look at my life and say "Why me"
    The truly saddest part of all this is that I am not alone
    It is just part of the American way now
    We know how good we have it
    And still we cry foul
    Still we curse GOD, and our fellow man
    All the while whispering to ourselves "Why me? What the fuck did I do to deserve this?"
    And we all collectively wonder why we are in this sorry state




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      Reading this, feels like reading about my own feelings. makes wish I could cry.
    Even the weight part. I am just the way I should be, but am driven by the desere of perfection, and the voice in my head telling me to be skinnyer, and feeling fat, and ugly, when yet,, another voice tells, me, that so many girls would kill to look like me.
    I too, think of the pain, of the few boys that I have even fallen for, only for them to stomp on my heart.
    everything that has every happened. I try to not think about. I have spent my whoe entire life just shoving it all inside a bottle within me, hoping and wishing that it will all faid away some day.
    but reading your poem....it all has come back, the memories, the pain, everything. I am so glad that you wrote this. I know know, by reading the comments on this poem, and by reading the poem it self, that I am not alone in this feeling. that everybody hurts in this world. Some more than others. Somthing has happened to everybody.
    It couldn't be written in anybetter way. Its perfect in every way than it can be, I only wish that every body could read it.
    I for see many more comments for this peace. Very well done.

    Grimm Reaper
    | Posted on 2008-11-08 00:00:00 | by grimmreaper | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow I can totally relate to your writting i always say why me.. when i know that there are people who have worse. I say it to everything..
    and i know my life is better than i make it seem.
    That's because most of us americans want more than what we have, and we end up taking things for granted. Not liking what we have, or not having enough, when most dont have any.

    I think this writting was amazing, and can show others views on America and what we really need to keep in mind.
    I really dont no what else to say but if you would like more of a comment from me, feel free to say so
    | Posted on 2008-11-03 00:00:00 | by TalentedChild | [ Reply to This ]
      I call this write a stumbling for self identity but seeing other identities stumbling around in fright an indecision there's a finding that one's own self identity doesn't fit in with the mob identity it's a search to find the answer of WHY.
    | Posted on 2008-10-23 00:00:00 | by realpoet | [ Reply to This ]


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