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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2012 11:52 am
I stand at the sidelines, watching everyone as they go by. No one seems to notice me. I just stand there watching…constantly watching. Wishing someone would notice me, someone would see me, and they never do. I am all alone, just standing at the sideline. I see couples go past; they are holding hands and are so happy. I see married couples with kids, something I want. Something I won’t get, because no one will date me. No one wants to. I’m a complete mess. Who would ever want a mess? I know if I was a guy I wouldn’t. I see teenagers with their friends, I never had friends. I wish I did. They were laughing and smiling and they were all so happy. I wish I had that. I wish I was a happy teenager rather than a depressed one. I miss the good times, the times where I was happy and had a few friends rather than not having any friends. I stand at the sidelines, waiting for someone to notice me. For someone to want to date me. For someone to change me. For someone to help me. I’m standing on the sidelines just waiting.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 10:35 am
Hmm... feels like... prose?
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 6:06 pm
You know... as I'm reading this I feel this faint rhythm in your words. With a little tweaking, rearranging, I believe this could turn into a really powerful poem or a song! mrgreen
These are the kinds of emotions that people can relate to and will make your piece have an even greater impact, and if this is how you really feel, working with the emotion and molding it into something meaningful/ beautiful to you will help you better deal with this sadness wink
Believe me you. There isn't anyone on Gaia that hasn't felt inadequate at least once in their life. It's something that's worth sharing and will resonate with all of us here. Hope I didn't go overboard with my answer lol sweatdrop
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