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A Little Monday Night Venting
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You act as if you're superior
When your ignorance makes you inferior
You've been complimented one too many times, dear
And wonder why it is no one holds you dear
You isolate yourself from all existence
Yet wonder why no one goes the distance
The world's a lot bigger than your front door
And I can't stand to listen to you anymore
Everything's taken to offense
And sometimes things just make no sense
You retaliate, go on the attack
And now you can't take those words back
I tolerate your childish game
Why can't you see, we're not the same!
But don't think you're special, or one-of-a-kind
Because sadly, one day you will find
That we're all the same, and no one is better
We live and die down to the same letter
And just because others live as they do
Doesn't mean they're aiming it at you
Learn to take a joke, and not be so uptight
Quit insulting everyone, thinking you're always right
Otherwise, you'll be alone in the end...
And that'll hit you so great, you'll no longer pretend
It'll be so empty, it's hard to ignore
And I guess I suppose that's what this poem is for
To send a shock to your system and just let you know
That nothing will ever go right unless you learn to let go
So do something more than just come along and show up
Why don't you shut up until you manage to grow up!
Amanda Saveley
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Agnes Török
(7/30/2007 7:01:00 PM) |
I have yet to find any poet that could live up to the exactness of your poems, to that critical and needed, yet hurtfull truth. Each and every of you words is sharp as a blade and you cut through every layer, every single stone of foundation that our society lies upon.
All my best /Agnes
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The Dead Poet
(2/10/2007 2:15:00 PM) |
Psych, is truly a good fit for you, you perceive the underlying meanings of things. That is what makes a good therapist, should you choose to become one. I should know, I am one.
I am adding this poem to my favorites and ranking it a 10!
I cant wait to read more
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Preeti - is here!
(2/10/2007 3:30:00 AM) |
that is a whole lot of venting, but not necessarily senseless. I like it!
Preets
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Ronald Stroman
(2/9/2007 11:40:00 AM) |
my mother says: one can... lose perspective being wise for someone else.
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