Converse Double Laces

lina_ame @ 2007-09-01T03:23:00


gradually
words again and again ...
which mean nothing
~ there are two different worlds.

I have poems written
stories, stories
and every little thing, all that seemed so unrealistic
agreed but now dying of this part of me from
the more I that summer day in my errinerung refresh, the more I want to delete this
for most days this summer were empty
each, so important experience I could save my
just rest my guard
but the chance is for the next summer when I moved
him at all ... may still experience

I'm just a girl
hide the reality of playing with
and as hiding their own world chose
and now roam the people passing by the door day after day,
notice and not at the door
as if they were bewitched
although it is open before their eyes
and only the see them,
play hide just live with.

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[ .too tired for feeling anythind...]

. suffocate slowly ... ..

. I have never seen such my class. I could never imagine just how racist can be children. Children who have some idea and attitude towards Foreigners have. One should explain that younger people, that nation dies. You yourself have seen what Germany without these foreigners ist.Und anyway ... even if they know that all men are created equal. That all have the same rights ... Despite all this, I do not feel well myself. I am tolerant. The people for whom I am a foreigner. Whose great-grandparents, my ancestors killed. I guard no hatred. For me all people are equal. Why can not they also think so? Maybe I'm not - but I feel excluded. Not only because I am different. Because I feel different. No, because I come from another country. Because I am a foreigner.
We're all saw what Germany would be no foreigners. The subject is so uninteresting and old, that I do not want to think about it. I am proud to be a foreigner. Because I am tolerant. And above all, not stupid. ... The

August we donated the last warm days. The latest from eternal rain season. More and more I feel the loneliness without the man who is like me. The only one in a long time, which I did not feel lonely. I remember every second of every breath with him. This fills me a pain, its origin, I am aware of, but not the reason. ... The reason I am supposed to ignore such a thing, something I will ever feel non. But again I must confess that I am very vulnerable and sensitive. Also, only a cold or coarse word - and I feel bad It is interested only the few that I feel it.. Because no normal person is upset because of such trifles. Or it follows an appropriate response. However, I feel too much. My feelings will give me some point the rest.
But maybe it only comes from the fact that this man does me a lot more than I can even admit to me. This is no love, no. Only ... there is a kind of people who are very sympathetic and interesting. And while very attractive, and yet they feel as I do. One can say that I and this young man have a lot in common - although we are very different. But perhaps it is also attracts me so in him. The only problem is, as usual the distance. Just as the last time a year ago. ...

... I do not want in my class back. Most of all I would have stayed at home, only for me this Feinseeligkeit and malice that comes from these children will feel no more.

[Khokolotte]

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[ .what.is.lonelyness.?. ]

. . What is solitude? ...

~ If you're staring at people. The whole time, because you look different. Because you think differently than them. Because you're different.
~ If you're an outsider. Because you have defined yourself, because you wanted to understand himself. When the world in you zuwammenbrach before your eyes. Like a Kartenhüttchen. If you see the world full of hate and pain. And then when you return, you're all alone. Like a sad clown who is stared at by everyone. And no one understands why his make-up runs. You'll laugh again, but for them you remain an outsider.
~ If no one is able to understand you. Your philosophy, your thoughts. If none of your eye sees. For them, you'll be a sad child who stares into the void with his blue eyes. They ask from you what your words mean. What does that because ... your shattered dreams? What are these chips, you have in your hand? What do you mean to me tears of blood from your wrists? ... If they ask and try to think, instead of silence and try to feel . If represent the feelings of your life, not the banal thoughts. They'll never understand. Purely because you do not fit into their grid boxes. Because you are different.

I am different, and requires no more , accept and be accepted. I do not want including . I can only feel my thoughts are my feelings. But that's true loneliness. My loneliness. Do not be understood. If there is no one who knows how to think my thoughts and my way to feel. The feel this way can not. If there is no one who accepts you, as you are. Then you are lonely. And I agree, to be lonely - after all, is better, but to adapt and personality simply resolve to lose. Loneliness is better than if you just adapt. I will never adapt, only to arrive well in others.

. .. If no one understands you ... because you're different ... can you imagine what it's like ???.. .

[lost fish]