Seeing

Mar 19, 2010 20:30



I'm called an asocial
and I'm grateful to be one.
I can't stand to be among them,
but I understand what it is 
that goes through their minds.
All the pain they wanna give.
I see it all, even when they don't.
I can see their real soul
and wish I never tried to.

poetry, art

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kookarachas March 26 2010, 10:57:49 UTC
Great poem! :) I guess it's because I can relate to it.

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nosside March 27 2010, 09:09:54 UTC
Thanks! it's good to hear somebody can relate to it, that's all writing is about for me :)

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copycatalyst April 3 2010, 02:49:34 UTC
Wow, I really, really like this. :D

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nosside April 3 2010, 09:10:00 UTC
Glad to hear that! XD those comments make my day!

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