Archaneus Posted March 1, 2003 Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 Not really sure if that's teh best title but, oh well. I haven't posted a poem in a while so I decided I needed to post one and I really needed to vent. Inspired by the "wonderful" last day of February. My friends have all their problems They all have there complicated lives I sit in the corner and wonder When can I be involved? When will I be allowed to be a friend? I feel alone, they ignore me and continue They have their soap operas They have their problems All I want to do is know and help And all they do is pass me by as if I don’t exist Can I be called a friend When all I can do is observe? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DoomGaze Posted March 1, 2003 Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 (edited) being outcasted and alienated i think is what you trying to explain here... it always hard to make new friends, unless what you are reffering to is that your old friends are getting "tired of you" and your now officially expendable. I like this poem, let's you demonstrate that certain degree of anger that is there and not. Reminds me of what my friends do Those damn @$$h0L3$ Sometimes i feel like shooting them Thx for sharing Edited March 1, 2003 by DoomGaze Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alaeha Posted March 1, 2003 Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 Heh... I can sort of sympathize. I don't often get left out like that, for some reason, but it's really frustrating to have just sit back and watch from the sidelines as friends ruin their lives... And all I can do, really, is be the shoulder to cry on and the listening ear... I'm done now. A good poem/rant. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Degenero Angelus Posted March 1, 2003 Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 You know, I've felt like this before, and with the same people. If you need to talk, then talk. I'll listen, at least. I need people to talk to right now, and I'll take anyone I can get. You just gotta be around more... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted March 1, 2003 Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 It feels that way sometimes. You want to give but no one wants to slow down to receive! You want to listen, but they may hurt so much, they don't know how to talk. Sometimes just quietly being there, so they don't feel alone in the chaotic swirls of their life, is a great gift. Hugs Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Portrait of Zool Posted March 1, 2003 Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 Frankly, I've found we all prefer our own drama, and frantically resist being pulled out of it, by resisting all other's views. That is why everyone wants to promote their view (to be heard), and resists everyone elses (doesn't want to 'hear'). To do so is to lose what little perceived cohesiveness we think we have in lives, even though our view is usually little more than comfortable habit. It is a very hard thing to let go. So much of what we do depends on subconscious emotional undercurrents - so where is the interest - the payoff - in letting go of our egocentric view? But probably you should just ignore this, if you all haven't already... Very perceptive poem Arch. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archaneus Posted March 1, 2003 Author Report Share Posted March 1, 2003 Thanks for al the great comments. Doom - I was refering to feeling like the second one. Alaeha - that's jsut the point, they won't allow mw to be the shoulder or the ear. Pered - Thanks Deg - The whole point was people wouldn't let me be involved and you saying you will is already destroying my argument. Lol. Scratches head at Zool. "Um... thanks." Lol. Again, thank you all for your comments. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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