Schizotypic

Okay, Deep&Depressing! I feel like you are writting about experiancing struggle constantly. But, despite your SN, the deeper you go into interpersonal struggle, the more you fearlessly process through, the less depressed you get. I'd try looking inside, try out some other methods of thinking about life, look at your part, change a little, do something durastic, whatever. But I think your poems/songs would have more to them if they were about processing through a strugle then just having it happen to you.
...not that it's really my place to say, but I feel comfortable saying it.

darkcornerinthecloset

who do you think im yelling at? right-track?

darkcornerinthecloset

btw, im not deep and depressing, y did you call me that? though our work can sometimes be similar, cause she used one of my poems in one of her songs

Schizotypic

Oh, haha, your work is similar. Sorrrrrrrrrrry! My bad, totally my bad. Maybe Deep&depressing will read that at some point, it was aimed at her, but it's alright advise; anyone could use it.

Feign

This is totally based on personal experience, but somebody close that loved you, but you don't love them back (obviously). Now this is probably completely and utterly wrong, but that's just what I see.

darkcornerinthecloset

no, actually someone i never met in person but i was reallly angry at cause they kept being a ****

darkcornerinthecloset

You say my behavior is horrible
My social skills are deplorable
Curse me out for being who I am

You live in a shallow world
Full of shallow people
with many masks to wear

When I don't talk I have nothing to say
Why are you against keeping it that way?
You curse me out for being who I am

You live in a world of pretty people
When somewhere in them is the groaning mass
of who they are in truth

You say I act different when I'm around you
That's because you and me are through
I don't want to be your daughter anymore

Disown me, why don't you?
No, wait, but what would people say?
Gossip and talk is a trivial thing

You want me to be a perfect daughter
a poster child for your maternal slaughter
Where I go you cannot follow

Who I am is someone you don't know
Where I go at night is somewhere you cannot follow
Into my dreams, or something more?

You curse me out for being who I am
But I cannot live in your lifelong sham
I'll escape the moment I turn eighteen

Let me free from this genetic
hold you keep on my life
Let me learn from my own mistakes

A sheltered child goes nowhere in this
cold, dark world
of empty people

You have the nerve to say I, I am two-faced
And that the faces are not pretty
At least they are real and not wrought of Botox and Plastic Surgery

I don't love you
In fact, I don't even LIKE you
In fact, I can barely STAND you

But this is just who I am
Deal with it
You're the one who made me

Feign

okay, like I said, this was personal experience blinding me from seeing the meaning you're portraying. Sorry ^^

deep_and_depressing

OMG I love it almost as much as I love you!! haha.

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deep_and_depressing

ok point taken

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