Understand me
Understand me
Understanding:
Know one knows what I feel,
All pass by me; life’s a blur, moving rapidly,
My secrets lie embedded in my mind and heart,
Each day I grow weary of hiding what I am,
No one understands, no one even tries to,
Every day I feel as though I am a robot,
Commanded around like a servant,
Just waiting for the moment,
For the chance,
Just to speak out and just to be heard,
Every day all I face is denial,
I feel myself lost, thrown away,
My trust and heart and soul meaningless,
Today is the end of my denial, I say each night,
This time I mean it,
I blow up, all the pressure, stress, and tension,
Bottled up all released in one day’s out burst,
And for that I am exiled and dieing..
Know one knows what I feel,
All pass by me; life’s a blur, moving rapidly,
My secrets lie embedded in my mind and heart,
Each day I grow weary of hiding what I am,
No one understands, no one even tries to,
Every day I feel as though I am a robot,
Commanded around like a servant,
Just waiting for the moment,
For the chance,
Just to speak out and just to be heard,
Every day all I face is denial,
I feel myself lost, thrown away,
My trust and heart and soul meaningless,
Today is the end of my denial, I say each night,
This time I mean it,
I blow up, all the pressure, stress, and tension,
Bottled up all released in one day’s out burst,
And for that I am exiled and dieing..
Inurooshi
Inurooshi...this is a sad poem..filled with much pain of how one feels when they want to be themselves and accepted by everyone as themself ......many can relate to this gem of a poem
Reach Out And Love Someone
Slow Down And Look around
You Will Find Someone Who Needs You.....
- foreverflame
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Re: Understand me
Sad but true.
Always seems that the honest ones have the least amount of friends. But the few friends they have are the realest.
Always seems that the honest ones have the least amount of friends. But the few friends they have are the realest.
"Born into
these crooked ways.
I never even asked to come,
so now I'm living in the days.
I struggle and fight
to stay alive,
hoping that one day
I earn my chance to die..." - Goodie Mob
these crooked ways.
I never even asked to come,
so now I'm living in the days.
I struggle and fight
to stay alive,
hoping that one day
I earn my chance to die..." - Goodie Mob
- Cyan
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Re: Understand me
*to the last reply* .. very true
what we would all do for true understanding.. and how often we missunderstand others
what we would all do for true understanding.. and how often we missunderstand others
"in the bright light of day and even in the happiest moments of our waking spirit we are ordered around a little by the habits of our dreams."
- Nietzsche
- Nietzsche
Re: Understand me
"Each day I grow weary of hiding what I am,
No one understands, no one even tries to,
Every day I feel as though I am a robot,
Commanded around like a servant, "
Don't we all feel like that sometimes.
Inurooshi, I just love this and feeling you put into it.
No one understands, no one even tries to,
Every day I feel as though I am a robot,
Commanded around like a servant, "
Don't we all feel like that sometimes.
Inurooshi, I just love this and feeling you put into it.
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Re: Understand me
such a sad piece
great write, great read
great write, great read
/My first thought was, he lied in every word,
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
....
......................................
...... And yet
Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,
And blew. ``Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came.''
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came
Robert Browning 1812-1889
That hoary cripple, with malicious eye
....
......................................
...... And yet
Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set,
And blew. ``Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came.''
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came
Robert Browning 1812-1889
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Re: Understand me
i read this poem, and i undert\stood what you where saying, sometimes it feels like no one cares, and that your on your own. but sometimes, if you look closely, you'll find that your never alon, great poem.
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