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Me as you know changed the tags on this post: they were "Truth, Eye, Mind, life, Head, lie, world, Space, tears, word" 3 months ago.
If you don’t mind me saying, that was very catchy
It’s not supposed to be catchy. And it’s not some dumb poem or something. I don’t think.
I’m really confused right now, I meant to write something totally different but that is what came out…
Ah, i’m guessing depression of confusion, and i’m almost always wrong
Empress Rooster wrote:
Ah, i’m guessing depression of confusion, and i’m almost always wrong
Actually, that might be something near what I think I am feeling. I have no idea.
I need somebody to say the right thing I need to hear right now, but I’ve got no idea who/what it is. There is something that needs to be done, I think. I’ve got no idea. I’m just lost.
Then it sounds like you need a map, i made myself one, and it leads me nowhere, but at least i’m going somewhere and not walking around in circles (Metaphorical)
How do I make a map when my surroundings change with every thought? With every blink? With every twitch?
First thing you need to do is tell yourself what an honour you are to us. Then you need to get thing in perspective. You are young and have time to decide.
You have talent for a start and that is something a lot of musicians don’t have and they can’t even sing.
Like i said, i made mine and it leads nowhere, but at least i’m moving
dave1971199 wrote:
First thing you need to do is tell yourself what an honour you are to us. Then you need to get thing in perspective. You are young and have time to decide. You have talent for a start and that is something a lot of musicians don’t have and they can’t even sing.
Honor? Hah. I have none.
I have no talent for anything, and I’m no musician.
And I don’t have time to decide. I don’t even know what it is that needs to be decided.
I don’t have time because I really can’t take this anymore. My mind is killing my body.
You see? Every time somebody offers advice or tries to help me, I shove them away and hide in a corner.
It’s like I automatically throw back any kind remark given to me.
Talents can be anything your good at, i can snap really loud
Me as you know wrote:
You see? Every time somebody offers advice or tries to help me, I shove them away and hide in a corner.It’s like I automatically throw back any kind remark given to me.
I don’t mind being shoved in a corner, i think it is comfy being in a corner :P Just try to shove me in a corner, i can get out
Do you know who you sound like? Me! I have written poems, created dozens of songs, created a web site from scratch and I think I don’t have talent. You do have talent and if you was to compare what you wrote above with professionals, you would realise that you have a future.
Empress Rooster wrote:
Talents can be anything your good at, i can snap really loud
Me as you know wrote:
You see? Every time somebody offers advice or tries to help me, I shove them away and hide in a corner.It’s like I automatically throw back any kind remark given to me.
I don’t mind being shoved in a corner, i think it is comfy being in a corner :P Just try to shove me in a corner, i can get out
I’m not good at anything though. I can jump higher than your average guy, I can do more tricks on a tramp. That’s it.
Did you know that almost every genius in the past thought that he was rubbish. It drove him / her to do some amazing things. You might be surprised where it leads you. Try and think positive and I for one know how hard that is.
Me as you know wrote:
Empress Rooster wrote:
Talents can be anything your good at, i can snap really loud
Me as you know wrote:
You see? Every time somebody offers advice or tries to help me, I shove them away and hide in a corner.It’s like I automatically throw back any kind remark given to me.
I don’t mind being shoved in a corner, i think it is comfy being in a corner :P Just try to shove me in a corner, i can get out
I’m not good at anything though. I can jump higher than your average guy, I can do more tricks on a tramp. That’s it.
That counts as something, better than my snapping
dave1971199 wrote:
Do you know who you sound like? Me! I have written poems, created dozens of songs, created a web site from scratch and I think I don’t have talent. You do have talent and if you was to compare what you wrote above with professionals, you would realise that you have a future.
I’ve written few poems, failed at one or two songs, and am absolutely terrible at creating software/websites, I’ve tried, but failed. I don’t have talent.
What did I write?
Me as you know changed the tags on this post: they were "Truth, Eye, Mind, life, Head, lie, world, Space, tears, word, Love, confusion, Dizziness, psychotic, Psycho, crazy, Hello, afraid, fear, hate, suicide, fire, air, longing, loss, Sorrow, lost, Help, dead" 3 months ago.
This post, this writing, it has a great beat to it, it is catchy like i said :P
I started my website just over two years ago and it look terrible. It took me two years just to get it looking reasonable. It takes time a patience to get good at anything.
Here is a simple poem.
I hate myself so that you can’t
I say I will when I know I shan’t
I hate myself and so do you
Sometime I just don’t know what to do
But just when it looks like there is no hope
Someone up to me and calls me a dope
For I am strong and I and weak
I always knew the answer that I seaked
For within I can change the world and I know I will get the girl
I know, it’s not very good but I wrote it on the fly
Actually it’s very good. Although seaked isn’t a word, and it would probably sound better as seek anyway?
I’m afraid though, because I purposely push myself into darkness.
I block myself out. I push myself away from others, and I am definitely bi-polar/multi-personalitied.
I can’t explain anything that goes on in my head because there are no words in any language that could possibly begin to describe it.
I am a self correcting monster that destroys anything that might be right.
I hope you can see a challenge there?
I can and it is something that will take you a while to overcome. You will one day see that you have what it takes.
I found that trying to get a balance in how I viewed myself helped. No one is completely useless but, has good points.
For an example: You have resorted to swearing and that is a good thing. You are thinking things through rationally and that too is good. You want to improve yourself, can you see that not everything is all bad.
I am both sides of a circle. I am the opposite of myself.
Most people are the center of their self, then there are a few that travel along the edges, but I, I’m different. I travel outside of the edges, and both sides at once. I’m constantly in two places. I don’t have anything in common with myself.
That example didn’t sound like me though. Is it you?
Most people are in fact the same as you. The Chinese call it Yin and Yang. It is a struggle of the good and the bad that struggle for supremacy and in the middle is me.
Probably is me. I too suffer from depression and low self esteem, so I could be talking about myself. I just want you to realise it does get better and it will get worse. It is a cycle that you and I can break but it is hard.
But it’s not yin and yang. They are opposites that fit perfectly together.
There is no good and evil, and there is no middle. It is all lost. Lost in some oblivion that never existed.
There is no cycle either, I have different selves that think/act/see/feel differently. I don’t know what it is to explain.
No you are wrong. Inside the white is a small amount of black and inside the black is a small amount of white.
But I have no black nor white. Not noticeably large amounts, at least. I am gray.
We all are grey. For an example; take morals. I would never mug someone but if I saw $50 on the floor, that’s mine. I always think of that song from the eighties “Fade to grey”
I find that I must choose for myself the life I live and answer to no one, because they have their agenda and usually involves trying to change me. I don’t want to change you, just help you.
I’m orange, he colour orange occurs between red and yellow in the visible spectrum at a wavelength of about 585 – 620 nm, and has a hue of 30° in HSV colour space. The complementary colour of orange is azure, a slightly greenish blue. With pigments such as paints or inks, a mixture of the subtractive primary colours in the proportion of 75% yellow and 25% magenta produce the secondary colour orange. Orange pigments are largely in the ochre or cadmium families, and absorb mostly blue light.
The only way to help me is to change me, but that is not the question at hand.
The question is whether I would know myself to be gray as a fact? Maybe I am no color. That would make more sense. For the thoughts that echo in my head have no meaning.
They have no volume or density, they never have and never will exist in any way.
A normal persons thoughts have potential, they can put them into key and they could become true.
Mine aren’t.
I am nothing.
Me as you know wrote:
The only way to help me is to change me, but that is not the question at hand.
The question is whether I would know myself to be gray as a fact? Maybe I am no color. That would make more sense. For the thoughts that echo in my head have no meaning.
They have no volume or density, they never have and never will exist in any way.
A normal persons thoughts have potential, they can put them into key and they could become true.
Mine aren’t.
I am nothing.
You think that, but someone somewhere, is probably thinking of you right now, you may even have a stalker
The world is a painting and you are its artist. You see the colours you choose to. If you world has no colour, it is not always a reflection on yourself.
Hm, could be. But that is the problem. Because it is the people that I don’t like, because of the way they act or their personalities that do. And it’s vice versa too. The one I like probably doesn’t like me for who I am.
I am a terrible artist then.
Bad thing to mention reflections. I can’t stand to see myself. Too long to explain in depth, so I’ll leave it at that.
very good
keep up the excellant work me as you know
Hello?
… Can’t you see us?
Can’t you hear us?
We try to call to you but you ignore us.
You hear only yourself, nobody else.
We hear your silent cries,
and see your silent tears.
Your scream is like glass shattering over a thousand microphones.
You let them in but not us.
You give them help but don’t take ours.
We lay here, seeing your pain but unable to help.
Our world is full of wonder, but all you see is the only thing you let yourself see; nothing.
That is, until you think.
Your mind drags you further away, we try to nd your agonizing screams but you won’t let us help you.
You fear honesty, the naked reality of the world, even though it’s better than your own.
You believe the lies as truth, the seeker has been fooled, you won’t listen to us.
Their thoughts mean nothing, but you don’t think so; why can’t you hear us?
The Lies.
We know you inside and out, the Truth Seeker who knows only lies.
Lost and alone, we want to help, but only get shoved out of the way.
Let us help you.
With whatever you need.
We know…
We know how…
Even if you don’t…
We can help with what’s wrong…
Even if you can’t…
Please let us help you…
We know what to do… You need something. You need it bad.
I just stole your thing, kind of… I hope you don’t mind. What caught my eye was the Truth Seeker bit, because I am one. I didn’t think there were any others.
Myabe you feel alone, but you don’t have to.
Well, now you’ve found me, and I’d like to become your friend. I will settle for a lousy fan if you don&
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