These people don't care about me, fake smiles
They just watch with their accusing eyes...
Waiting for me to mess up, join their files
All they want to know about me is lies.
Deceived beings of hopelessness with no where to go
Wanting to feel better about themselves by hurting me
So they can talk about me behind my back like a private show
Pretentious souls, they only see what they want to see!
They only believe what they want to believe
Eaten up by their inner deceptions; they pretend
All of them so blind and blatantly deceived...
This shallowness is their means and their end!
In the end it doesn't matter because it's not truth
They think they can hurt me with their talk, impure
But I feel sorry for them, the wasted of the youth!
I only feel bad for them because I know there's no cure!
A contest entry
- You have... by Hello...No.One.Home.
700 points, ended February 9, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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I love the power behind the words, it creates more depth to the poem.
A wonderful write and I wish you all the best in the contest.
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Thank you for the Bronze! I really enjoyed your contest!!!
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beautifully written B . revealing the shallowness of the people called friends , best of luck ..peter
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Thanks Grandpa Peter!
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Hi Beverly ! Oh you sure got the point across
Here in this poem ! Powerful write thank you !!
Best wishes & hugs ! Friend Easy
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Thanks EZ. Hopefully if we are wiser we're all going to have an EZ life.
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Powerful and strong here, how it relates so much in all of us, another anthem!!!
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Thank you!
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I can see where you are coming from on this. People at times don't care at times. This poem shows it. The sadness is quite expressed. Thanks for presenting this poem.
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Thanks Pat! I appreciate the wonderful comment! Thanks for taking the time to read it!
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intersting thoughts...
but you are wrong on one point......... there is a cure. I used to be in your same place. Many of the critics now come to me and ask me the secret to being happy and peaceful. I won by not fighting. A few have learned after many years they were wrong. They couldnt do anything with their life so they felt they had to tear down someone who was trying to succeed. Keep going, don't give up. The crowd is ALWAYS wrong about stuff like that. It is just when they have no hope and you come along, it makes them feel even more like a failure. but that isnt your problem. Great write and so true about the crowd and how people act. God bless you, Mark
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