Just like me.
 

You leap
making stupid assumptions
bound into your ego
and make accusations,
I'm just another
of God's useless creations.
But you could never be
just like me
(Why would you want to be?)
Is it just that you feel superiority?
Just by seeing one of my pictures
you know my entirity?
I'm afraid you'll be mistaken
You're not the only one
lost and forsaken
Not the only one alone.
So throw down your crown
acceptance is the key
You're not just like me
I won't give you my pity
You'll get what you deserve,
just another voice
tired and unheard.
Treat me as a friend
together we'll mend
You'll be you
and I'll be me -
just the way it's meant to be.

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Disjointed poetry at its worse. I don't know what even possessed me to write this one, but it holds very true to situations recently. People playing the 'bigger dick contest' against me or trying to say how they know how I'm feeling. I hate judgements and comparisons.

Ignorance.
Notice how it only matters to those who are
ignored?
And yet we are assured,
that it is just our imagination.
You stand at my station
take a walk in my shoes
sit and listen to the praises
and try not to get the blues.

(They're looking over me again
over again. over again.)

Maybe I'm too sensitive
those words, for me, were not meant to give
but they laugh in jest
say that I am best
Why don't they just tell me the truth
for a change?
I'm not looking for fawning
just a compliment range.

(They're looking over me again.)

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Another one which fits into the side topic. Maybe I should title this thread 'Human Ignorance'...

I'll be the first to admit that I am ignorant. I possess no knowledge above what anyone else has. I just try and be what I am meant to be, and that means I follow my impulses. My heart tells me something and I go with it usually. I just wanted to say sorry, because I feel guilty of the transgression you speak of in this poem.

What you said touched me in some way. Its was really good. i give it, a 15 out of 10.

I don't know why I posted these. I guess I wanted people to realise that sometimes we can all be stupid and our stupidity affects others.

The first poem was about a poet who contacted me saying how he loved my poetry. But every time we'd have a 'normal' conversation, he'd try to one better me or tell me that we were the same. This was obviously not the case. In the end, he just wanted in my pants. I don't talk with this individual anymore.

The second poem is dedicated to the 'Post Yer Picture' thread on Gaia. I got tired of my pictures being looked over in favor of the pretty females. I may be plain and unattractive, but even a little ego boost would have been nice.

I guess people don't realise that the actions and non-actions they make affect people in ways you wouldn't realise at first...

First, your are not plain nor unatractive.

2nd: i hate how people will compare each other and say things like "You and me are so alike y'know?"

I have a question
 

did this "poet" ever implicitly state his intentions, the intention to "get into your pants" or are you just inferring such things as a reaction to an internal feeling? I feel that a person who uses any talent to fool someone is wrong, there is no excuse for trying to "sneak up" on someone. If I were to have a desire to get in someones pants, I would just say so.

looking at this question, I feel accusatory for some reason *winks knowingly* I think I shall have to rescind my query. I almost went overboard there.

We can all be ignorant to others or to their feelings or what not at one point or another but it's being able to realize and recognize that when we do that matters. Then being able to admit your were being stupid or unrational and trying to render the best out of everything is a true sign of character. Otherwise you really are an ignorant person.

And Rai you are not plain or unattractive. Never compare yourselves with others because if you do you'll become vain or bitter because there will always be greater and lesser people than you. Rating pictures on the internet doesn't mean anything. Most of the ppl that vote are probably shallow a-holes anyhow. haha It doesn't matter what they think of you it only matters what you think of yourself. So I wouldn't take what they do to heart. Also remember it's not always how you look that gives a person charisma it's what they do too. And I never meet a plain unattractive girl that writes such lovely poetry. :) So stand tall.

I swear why does every girl always look down on themselves. My g/f is always like I'm ugly or I'm fat. And it confuses the hell out of me because she is beautiful and skinny as a pole. *Sigh* I'll never understand women. lol

post more, please, i like poetry but so frequently fail to find pieces with so much emotion, its emotion, i feel, that makes poetry, (emotion might be too strong a word, its got so much baggage attatched to it but you know what i mean). Set graves and owen and most of the 1ww writers apart. did you write your signature aswell?

clearly you dont need another person to tell you how beautiful you are so i'll just say; to hell with all those idiots who fail to look beneath the surface

I had an hour to know the truth
one last look as she puts her hair up
I kiss her cheek and leave the booth
and leave some money in the cup

do I care for what's her true aim?
do I know how she grabbed my heart?
I'll never ask and therein lies my shame
I wasn't honest from the start

who will ever know that which I truly am?
perhaps one who has seen things such as I've?
yet she will only see beyond my scam
and wonder why it is I'm still alive.

a poem about wishing someone would know who you are, the exact opposite of rairais' I know, but just another side of the coin I guess.

how do you write poetry?

i seem to write everything but, is it like writing a play, an idea hits you and all of a sudden its there? or is there more growth more afterthought?