I sit in this corner cowering
afraid of who I am.
Not wanting to be alone
but terrified to step out.
People all around me
but I can not feel them
They show me love
but it does not come through.
In my world I feel as though
I am inside my head
looking out at all of you.
In a bubble with little contact at all.
I am at my best
when on-line.
No one to see me
no one to touch me.
Fake love is what I can get
maybe some understanding.
I have found a place
where I feel I belong.
With others like myself
that don’t always feel so happy.
But as I sit here in the corner in my mind
I wish I can reach out and touch
those that I have met.
To be hugged by those that care and relate
and hold those that need to be cared for.
“May the softness of the night touch each and everyone of you, Children of the Night”
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Never listen to Staind first thing in the morning. Enjoy my fear!
Written February 23rd, 2003
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This poem is really good! I liked it a lot probably because i can relate to it. I think i know just how you feel and this poem helped clear up a little more about how i feel. Really cool !
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good perspective, but you are leaving lots unfinished, you need to free write everything that make you feel this way than put it into this. but the best poems as always left uncomplete....
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i love this one. it trully gives an interesting prespective. love the lines:
In my world I feel as though
I am inside my head
looking out at all of you.
In a bubble with little contact at all.
thats how i feel sometimes.actually alot of times, as if i am not the part of life, just an opursider watching at people pass by, walk right through. I am afraid for the m to love me, becuz i can't care back. scares me. but thats just me. love this write, it spoke to me. thank you.
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By The way here's a song by Richard Marx called "Children of the nights" it will show you that we shouldn't let our fears destroy us:
Children of the Night
written by Richard Marx
from the CD "Repeat Offender"
All that I know in my life,
I have learned on the street
No magic carpet, no genie, no shoes on my feet
Will I wake up from this nightmare?
A fear that chills me to the bone
Though I may be one of many
I feel so all alone
Chorus
We are the children of the night
We won't go down without a fight
Our voice is strong, our future's bright
And thanks to what we learned from you
We've grown into the children of the night
Left by my father with only this scar on my face
Told by my mother that,
"No, you were just a mistake"
I have tasted my own hunger
Sold my body to survive
Some have paid to scratch the surface
But they can't touch what's inside
Chorus
How I long for something better
Than this life I know too well
Lord, I know I'm bound for heaven
Cause I've done my time in hell
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Every line in this poetry talks about what I feel, too, it's really boring and bothering me all the time, Fake love is something so useual here, and everyone loves to wear masks, until they can't find their truth, or what they want, very boring life.
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well written well done
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This poem freaking rocks.. i understand where you are coming from.. This poem is so so good.. Never be afraid of who you are, no one can ever take away what you are on the inside.. all they see is the outside and care not to see what is on the inside. Very good poem it touched me seriously..I heard every word
good read
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~Stewy~
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