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| brownsugar (profile) wrote, on 3-16-2004 at 8:40pm | |
| "Don't it always seem to go, That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone..." ...that is the truest shit ever anyways, my life has been going alright but sometimes, however hard i try to be open to everything, find myself wondering "why why why, do they have treat me like shit?", it's as if i don't even exist, it's as if i don't even matter. Life is just this constant feuding game in which everyone is just fighting to be at the top and the one to suceed. no one even stops to look at anyone else's feeling, to even care. But then if no one looks at anyone's feeling then what kind of life are we living in? Does it really have to be that constant feud of trying to be the one at the top? Does it really have to be a matter of your own prestige so as to not even look twice at someone? Why can't they just take a look at MY OWN feelings, am i just a heartless bitch in their eyes that i'm just their person to "compete with" and all it is, is this battlement to be on top. to be the reigning one. if it is, i step aside, i give up, you can walk in front of me, walk all over me, just don't make a friendship and then leave me broken hearted, don't treat me like i'm not human because NEWS FLASH i am human, i have feelings, i have a heart beyond popular belief. Just for once, take a look at someone else's place, take a look at what they're going though, walk a few steps in their shoes and maybe you'll see, no one's really got a perfect life. and everyone does have feelings. |
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oceanchild | 03-19-04 11:28am I know exactly how you feel... |
| Anonymous | ur shit, 03-22-04 11:31am u think people treat u like shit, COME ON! i dont kno where my mom is, nd my dad is 2 drunk and high 2 understand nething. my older sister has sex w/ her boyfriend in our fuckin living room, and im failing out of a crap ass school. u think u hav it hard? try living my life sumtime! evrytime my uncle comes over to "help" us, he just steals more of our tiny amount of money, and then tries 2 rape me. btw, im 11. i haven't gotten ne new clothes in 2 yrs, and my shoes are so worn down (from runnign from shoplifting) that you can see the shape of my foot in them. if u think people dont pay attention 2 ne of ur feelings, its kinda hard to even feel nething outside of an empty black hole in my chest, when my dinner consists of people scraps from a dumpster. u wouldn't believ what sum peole throw out! i once found a whole burger bun! so, now that u just hav a tiny glimpse of what happens in the shit i call life, try complaining again in ur little woohu. |