Friday, October 05, 2007

In my mind today

Have you ever felt like you are wearing a mask?
Nobody knows the real you
Nobody know what you have been through
Nobody can tell who you really are

They see what they want
Even if it's not the truth

You are lying in pain
It’s all around

You say some but nobody hears
You whisper is a scream but nobody can tell
People don't really care they just pretend to care

You call them up to talk but they need to go
They don't take time unless it's for them

They ignore you unless they need something
They leave you alone because they you're mad
Even when you really want to talk
They forget you're there even if you say hello

You hurt yourself to feel good
You take pills to escape reality

You fake a smile so no one can see
You let no one in
Even through you are hurting
Inside

The mask hides your heart
So else can hurt it

I know everyone is tried of this hate my life poems but I what I feel, what I see, and in some case I write about me. Yeah this is a little bit of what I been felling lately, if you have a problem then don't read it. I've been trying to write some happy ones but it's hard, because I write about people gong around me and because it's hard to write down those feelings. I write best when I feel motivated and when I feel like it and I a lot of times I don't feel like write when I'm happy.
I hope all of you have a good weekend.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think there are a lot of people who think that others don't understand who they are and know what they're about and know what's important to them. That's been going on since man took his first step.

Sometimes, the most difficult thing to do is to reach out to someone and begin a conversation. When I was young, I was very bad at that. I was introverted and still am sometimes. Others thought I was full of myself and thought I was too good for them. Truth is, I was shy. And insecure. I thought myself uninteresting.

Age changes your perceptions. Maybe the fact that I'm a cancer survivor has changed my perspective too. It helps put things in context. Helps me define what's important and what isn't.

Being happy or depressed is a choice we all make. When I was sick, I felt sorry for myself for a while. I was wallowing in self pity wondering why it had to me that had cancer and had to have surgery and radiation therapy. It helped for a time, but then I decided, I could wallow in self pity or I could move forward with my life and look for the good in it. It wasn't easy, but it made a world of difference.

Goethe was a famous German philosopher. He once said -

Nothing is worth more than this day.

I tell myself that every single day. I try to live by that. And I choose to look for the best in life. I choose to look for the best in the people around me. I choose to look for the best within myself. Every single day.

I'll continue to read your poetry. Maybe one day, you'll be inspired.

Ali(solation) said...

I think that is a great poem...I think if this is how you feel everybody should read it and they should care for how you feel...When you are motivated write! It turns out quite well...I am no sick of these kinds of poems they make you understand someone better always. I think I like this poem the best...And I will say I have fallen victim for that. I am one of those people who dont like to listen to other people's thoughts but...after reading something like this that could very well change!
I am also not one of those people who will say " If this is how you really feel...I'm sorry...and you know I will always be here for you..." Because I don't know if that is true...But I love the poem keep writing!