Nothing Has Changed
Boom The Cat
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Everyday a choice,
shame its not my own.
Still I'm empty inside,
I guess nothings really changed.
Some of me wishes you here,
because I cannot take the pain.
I'm here on my own,
I guess nothings really changed.
Have I lost you for good?
Will there be another hope?
Am I still stuck here again?
I guess nothings really changed.
Why isn't there a simple answer?
Can I still share your thoughts?
Shall we start fresh?
I guess nothings really changed..
Do I want to be in your world?
Is it just of time?
Theres nothing to stop me from trying,
I guess nothings really changed...
What do you think, it was pretty uninspired, but can you work out what its about?
shame its not my own.
Still I'm empty inside,
I guess nothings really changed.
Some of me wishes you here,
because I cannot take the pain.
I'm here on my own,
I guess nothings really changed.
Have I lost you for good?
Will there be another hope?
Am I still stuck here again?
I guess nothings really changed.
Why isn't there a simple answer?
Can I still share your thoughts?
Shall we start fresh?
I guess nothings really changed..
Do I want to be in your world?
Is it just of time?
Theres nothing to stop me from trying,
I guess nothings really changed...
What do you think, it was pretty uninspired, but can you work out what its about?
no matter where you go,
there you are.
- brain of c
there you are.
- brain of c
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I like this poem. I think its someone looking back on a recent relationship that was broken off and might have regrets about the past. But Im not 100% sure. But I really like this poem.
Member # 0004
Rather than being birthed like a normal child, Chuck Norris instead
decided to punch his way out of his mother's womb. Shortly thereafter
he grew a beard.
i think that's really cool of you, and you are an interesting read, for sure.
i read some of the poems on here and some i truly don't get and some are touching, funny, weird and great...etc...
we all interpret things differently and i like how you've mentioned in another poem how we're just all so different.
So we should celebrate that and just be true to our selves, even though as individuals we do sort of change, we grow, we learn from our mistakes, and our emotions can fluctuate from one day to the next... does this make any sense? Thanks, you're inspiring.
Wow, I didnt think anyone would get it, you gotta a good eye, thanks for the nice comments people, happy christmas!
there you are.
- brain of c