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Post by piñata on Nov 3, 2004 13:10:32 GMT -5
This is only like the second poem I ever wrote, so if it blows then that's why.
It's about how sometimes when people say nice things about you the qualities they mention can have a negative impact too.
Those of you who were on EM last October have already seen it.
I look into the mirror But don't recognize my face The outside looks the same But something inside's out of place
People talk about me all the time They say some nice things too Like how I'm kind and giving I guess it might be true
They say that I'm a funny guy I really make them laugh But when I need it most of all Where's my sense of humor at?
They say that I am very smart That I have a way with words But a clever turn of phrase or two Only proves that I'm a nerd
They say that I am honest That I tell it like it is But when I say what's on my mind Everybody just gets pissed
They say that I am always there To offer kind words or advice But right now in my tortured hell I don't feel like being nice
They say I'm too emotional I wear my heart upon my sleeve But it got knocked off the other day Or perhaps just had to leave
I could never keep the people Most important to me near I alienate the special ones The ones I hold most dear
I don't know why I'm writing this Nobody really cares I suppose it's just a warning Of me, you'd best beware.
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Post by Ape on Nov 6, 2004 11:27:12 GMT -5
Heh, yea, i remember this poem But last October? That menas i was at eM last October...wow, i havn't been gone as long as i thought
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Post by Aiden on Nov 12, 2004 12:53:37 GMT -5
lol, I like this one. it makes a lot of sense, and relates with real life
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