Thoughtful Me
22 March, 2005
Author: Mere
I hate myself so much, I am a disgrace,
I see you, you see me, get out of my face,
I look in the mirror, and what do I see?
Cut up images of a broken family.
My mother can't stand when I act so selfish,
To finish school, that's all I wish,
In my mind I am worthless, I see nothing great,
I'm the b*tchiest person, I'm easy to hate,
In all of my life, I can never forget,
My life as a flame, blown out and lit.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meridian (172.132.155.225) -- Tuesday, March 22 2005, 03:20 am Mere! I hope things turn out okay for you in the end, where you can bunji jump on the nine planets and....well, my imagination got the best of me there----But yes, please finish school and remember you're worth something. I may not know you, but you must have some value to you, some principles and morals and there's no doubt in my mind that you are talented because I see that up here already! Keep on walking that line Mere, you'll soon cross the other side! ----Meri |
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