life
death
whats the difference
when nobody notices
you
that your a person
that your a living being
that your there
hiding
because you want no one to see your face
crying
because they don't notice you
watching
from the sidelines
wishing you were
one of them
yet scowling
because you despise them
laughing at them
for mocking you
for constently beating you down
they only make fun of your pain
so why long to be included
why try to be their friend
they
hate you
they
despise you
they
want you dead
they
want you to suffer
they
don't understand
life doesn't matter
your excluded
an outcast
a loser
and no one
wants you
no one
needs you
no one
cares about you
they only hate you
so why love them
whats the point
life
death
whats the difference
Author notes
hi my is Perfectdarkangel
A contest entry
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2620 points, ended October 3, 2008, 70 entries
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raw emotions, sad for sure
brings to light a lot of pain one feels and one's outlook on life
this was good
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it's almost like i was reading about some of the people in my life. very good job
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YOUR: a possessive ("it's your turn").
YOU'RE: you are ("you're my friend").
There is a difference.
-hiraeth -
yes this is exactually like my life..... alwayse looking at other people who are happy and you just sit there not enjoying anything.... but i say fuck happyiness ( srry about the swearing) any ways i love this poem exactually whati was looking for.... keep up the great work... and i cant wait to read more of your great poems..... hold up a smile.... or ill have to hold it up for you.... 8/10..... i hope you win and best luck to you..... (srry i just rambbled on here)... great job... LOL
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Beautiful write, i loved it so much . keep up the awesome work . wish you the best of luck in my contest and thank you for entering this piece. on another note i thank you soo much for puting the things in your authers note i really appericate that. my favorite lines are:
"they
hate you
they
despise you
they
want you dead
they
want you to suffer
they
don't understand
life doesn't matter"
*~*bee*~*
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Death is life, longing... to be alive amoung others, its a good concept, those ghosts everyone thinks about, what if they are the people who just were the outcasts, and we are the one they wish to live amoung to be included in. i know that wasn't what you were getting at but. still. sorry i'm still depressed but your poem was 5 stars. Awesome job. if i were to lay down and die... would anyone notice my death other than those i'm close too. and even them would they be gratefull i'm no longer amounst the living. thats a question thats haunted me for a long time. but i realized, that theres no point in life and death if everything just turns out for the worst in the end, because death is life. and life... life isn't even life. its just a stage in our evultion. our ablitity to adapt to our suroundings. who knows what death brings but sorrow and fear to those left behind.
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oh this is so true.... like looking you are siting in a box made out of 2 way mirrors.... you can see everyone and everything.... and yet no one notices you...any ways... great poem... i really like it.... keep up the great work...cant wait to read more...
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oh how I know how you feel. I feel various emotions here. And the question this poem asks I definitely can relate to. Great job
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