what a life

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  • Frustrations Of Life
    • popsikleb
    • in this world tears can not bring u joy but joy can bring u tears.

    what a life

     The happiest people live
    The saddest people cry
    I'm stuck in the middle
    I live during the day
    I cary at night
    I have nothing to cry about
    So I don't understand why
    Am I depressed? Probably not
    Am I normal? As normal as I can get
    What is normal?
    Everything that's not crazy
    Then what's crazy?
    Everything that's not normal
    Why can't people see the real me?
    "Me" can only be defined as being true inside
    Then what's inside is me
    Then I can only try to be... me
    So now I see my reflection on the other side
    Now I like my options of what I can be
    I have peace of mind and can sleep tonight...

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    Adara commented on what a life

    06-03-2009

    I see alot of desperate soul searching in your poems it seems like you focus on what other peoples see in you rather than what you see inside of yourself (correct me if I am wrong please) I think that once you let others go this beautiful person will arise and take the world by storm. *ADARA*
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    popsikleb

    06/03/2009

    well u are right my dear Adara. well i am with u and i like it Adara

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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