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Lost
By beginning_poet
lost in my own thoughts,
so many to list.
one minute i'm happy,
the next i'm pissed.
who do i tell?
it cannot be answered.
i wish i could control my thoughts,
i wish they could be mastered.
i am unable to express
the way i truly feel
or what i really think,
i don't know if i'm reallt real.
i want to be on top
of what my mind thinks
its easier said than done
because control slowly shrinks.
so much i must put up with
too much that can be said...
"get over it" my dad said...
"at least your not dead"
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Copyright 2004 beginning_poet
Published on Tuesday, January 27, 2004.
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A former member wrote:
your dad's mean! but i loved, i can connect with uncontrolling thoughts.
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A former member wrote:
Good advice Drifter. Your dad is wrong hun. "Get over it" is the worst thing you can say. Get BEYOND it... maybe. But setting it aside as if it never happened... uh uh. Anyway, great write. -Doll
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On Tuesday, January 27, 2004, beginning_poet
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wrote:
thanks u guys, i appreciate the advice, but my dad has always been this way, he's an ass, but newayz, thanks a whole lot
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On Tuesday, January 27, 2004, Drifter
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what a horrible thing to say. **wants to smack your dad upside the head with a brick**... well, dont get over it, if you stop thinking you are dead. Just understand as best you can and remember.
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