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    dots Submission Name: Because I'm a Wastedots
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    Author: stefhy
    ASL Info:    21/f/Canada
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 165/83/37
    Words: 222
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
    Total Views: 480
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    Description:
       As with all my stuff, pretty self explanatory.
    Just thought I'd give the writing thing a go, randomly, right now... Thank you Theif.


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    dotsBecause I'm a Wastedots
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    Pouring your heart out with all that you say,
    Just isn't the same in the light of day,
    When everyone's watching and trying to prey
    Voices get lost, there's just too much to pay

    Maybe I'm sheltered, and hidden from love
    But I've only had one thing that fits like a glove
    I don't have a passion, but I've made it a goal
    A Writer in the Dark, because it's all that I know

    I can try to use paint, to write down my tears,
    but this same thing I've found for so many years
    My brush cuts too sharp, it uncovers my fear
    The thought that I fail makes a home in my ears

    Maybe expectations are a little bit low,
    But as I remember, it's all I've been told
    I'm nothin' too special, just here for requests
    So here in this darkness, I write out my test.

    Emotionally damaged, and physically drained
    Running was never my choice in this game
    A sprint toward freedom, with nothing to gain,
    Two steps ahead of me: thunder and rain.

    "Depression's an excuse for the lazy at best,
    You'll never amount to more than the rest."
    My confidence didn't have a chance from the start,
    Because I'm only a wasted writer in the dark.







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      not unlike sylvia plath...

    terrific writing, lack of confidence...i'll just be the obscure writer no one is paying attention to...but when i am gone, they will notice..

    there will be some light shed on the darkness that is me...

    too many poets live in corners and need to be seen, heard and appreciated...
    and yes, the brush cuts as sharply as the pen

    either stroke..on the canvass or the paper...it's an artist's rendering of emotion.
    | Posted on 2011-03-11 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      first and foremost your welcome. and i must admit this is an interesting piece as always.
    theres a few lines i liked the most, and
    of course i may have gotten the wrong idea, but to each thier own, no?
    shall i start from the begining?

    "Pouring your heart out with all that you say,
    Just isn't the same in the light of day"
    i like this begining line alot, to me it says you could say what you believe and nobody seems to listen to you. which in a way is what the world feels like lately.....

    "I don't have a passion, but I've made it a goal
    A Writer in the Dark, because it's all that I know"
    all i can say for this is- arent we all?

    "Emotionally damaged, and physically drained
    Running was never my choice in this game
    A sprint toward freedom, with nothing to gain,
    Two steps ahead of me: thunder and rain."
    not too sure about the thunder and rain, maybe you can explain that too me.
    as for the rest i can really relate to it. it seems to be my way that i think and live. this line hit me pretty hard, kudos.

    "Depression's an excuse for the lazy at best,
    You'll never amount to more than the rest."
    ive been told something like this before. but few hardly understand that depression is actually quite fatal when you look at the big picture. if you cant get past it you tend to live that way for the rest of your life. but hey, who am i talk.... im not much different.

    all in all you did GREAT. just know your NOT a waste. nobody is! everybody has a fate that interlopes with others and changes something in some way, some how. life is about clashing and changing. if you think your a waste, then i suppose i have every right to say that we all are a waste. we all go through the exact same thing.... with a few kinks here and there for each person.
    and with that being said, Fave!
    | Posted on 2009-11-14 00:00:00 | by Thief | [ Reply to This ]


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