Fame can be just so annoying because people are so critical of you. You can't just say, 'hi'. You say hi and people whisper' man did you see the way she said hi? What an attitude.
quote by Juliette Lewis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Can 'YOU' Answer This?
Why do people always talking about other people?
Why do people want everything their way?
Why do people complain?
Why do people attend not to care about others? Just when they want something or want to know something?
Why do people want to be like everybody else? It is a word call' UNIQUE'
Why do people act like they are better then others? When God said, 'EVERYBODY IS EQUAL.'
Why do people have a negative attitude? When someone is doing something positive.
Why don't people just don't understand?
Hello! I ask you can you answer this and you said 'YES' I just want to know WHY?
poem by Shawanda Polk
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
On the Critical Attitude
The critical attitude
Strikes many people as unfruitful
That is because they find the state
Impervious to their criticism
But what in this case is an unfruitful attitude
Is merely a feeble attitude. Give criticism arms
And states can be demolished by it.
Canalising a river
Grafting a fruit tree
Educating a person
Transforming a state
These are instances of fruitful criticism
And at the same time instances of art.
poem by Bertolt Brecht
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fake People
Most people who have fame, make it big just so people will notice their names.They think if their lives are right, that they shouldn't care with people not living the good life.
Some help out the community because they want change.Others do it just to get a bit more fame.Rappers talk about having money and cars, but not caring for the people behind bars.
I believe that not everyone is the same.I want to to know, if all these people who are fake would act this way if they suffered a different fate.
poem by Nehemiah Brent Jr.
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fame
As recorded by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over.
Fame, let's him lose, hard to swallow.
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow.
Fame.
Fame,
It's not your brain, it's just a flame,
That burns your change to keep you insane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the limo.
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
Fame, what you need you have to borrow.
Fame.
Fame,
Now it's mine, it's just his line
To bind your time it drives you to crime.
Fame.
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it any wonder
You are too cool to fool?
Fame.
Fame,
Bully for you,
Chilly for me,
Got to get a raincheck on pain.
Fame.
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, - fame.
What's your name?
(fame, fame)
(fame, fame)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Fame
As recorded by david bowie
Fame, makes a man take things over.
Fame, let's him lose, hard to swallow.
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow.
Fame.
Fame,
It's not your brain, it's just a flame,
That burns your change to keep you insane.
Fame.
Fame, what you like is in the limo.
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
Fame, what you need you have to borrow.
Fame.
Fame,
Now it's mine, it's just his line
To bind your time it drives you to crime.
Fame.
Is it any wonder
I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame.
Is it any wonder
You are too cool to fool?
Fame.
Fame,
Bully for you,
Chilly for me,
Got to get a raincheck on pain.
Fame.
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame,
Fame, fame, fame, - fame.
What's your name?
(fame, fame)
(fame, fame)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Attitude
Johnny moved to this big town
To be who he could be.
But the tough guys on the sidewalk
They dont want him to be free.
But he knows he has the power,
He knows someday theyll be dead.
The cant get him to turn around
He keeps walking straight ahead
cuz hes got attitude.
And it will get him through.
And hes got attitude,
And it will see him though.
Backstage mary
She grew up with nothing but hunger in her purse.
All the fancy ladies tell her
Youll only go from bad to worse.
But she just keeps on believing,
She tells them shes doing fine.
They get rich while she gets smart,
Shes growing stronger all the time
cuz shes got attitude,
And it will get her through.
And shes got attitude,
And it will see her through.
Everybody knows who they are,
They need no address.
They make sure things are going their way,
And the countrys in a mess.
As they buy that land, start that war,
Keep those people poor,
They dont care if people arent
Going to take it anymore.
And theyve got attitude,
And it will get them through.
And theyve got attitude,
And it will see them through.
song performed by by Information Society
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
What Do People See?
What do people see?
Is it me or my personality
sometimes I wonder
What do people see?
Is it my smile or my walk
Maybe its my talk
Sometimes I wonder
What do people see?
Is it my attitude
What could it be, I just can't see
What do people see?
It worries me becasue
I can't see what others see
What so people see?
poem by Tanganyika Nelson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Theres Times When I think
There are time when
I think that maybe if
I opened up more to people
And was more sociable
Then maybe people
Might actually like me
And I would have alot more friends
People can extremely judgemental
And when you don't give them much
To go off of they can greatly misjudge you
It's no flaw on anyones part
It's just human nature
I would like to get
To know more people
And make more friends
But the possibility that they
Actually won't like me still exist
And I'm scared by it too much
I'm overly critical of myself
And I think I have a million character flaws
And I'm not that interesting
And I expect people to see me the same way
Even though people almost never see me
The way i see myself
I am convinced that attitude is the key to success or failure in almost any of life's endeavors. Your attitude--your perspective, your outlook, how you feel about yourself, how you feel about other people--determines your priorities, your actions, your values. Your attitude determines how you interact with other people and how you interact with yourself.
quote by Caroline Warner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy! | In Romanian
Condition Critical
Oh the tension's mounting
The pressure starts to show
All the men in haunting
Please don't let me go
(Don't go)
Try to free my body
(Don't go)
Try to strap me down
(Don't go)
These'll never break me
(Don't go)
Free wheel to look at me
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical
The bells they are ringing
Or is it in my head
My nerves numb understanding
I'm falling out of bed
(Don't go)
So call it paranoia
(Don't go)
I don't see it that way
(Let's go)
You say I adore ya
(Hell no)
We're gonna rock they way
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical
Ooh ooh
Whips and chains
Don't feel no pain
What's so wrong
I think I'm going out of my head
Over heels
I can't feel
No pain, only pleasure
Get me out
Take me home
Can't you see my condition
Woo-woo-woo
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical (Cynical)
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition-aca
song performed by by Quiet Riot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Fame
Fame, (fame) makes a man take things over
Fame, (fame) lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, (fame) puts you there where things are hollow
Fame (fame)
Fame, its not your brain, its just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane (sane)
Fame (fame)
Fame, (fame) what you like is in the limo
Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow
Fame (fame)
Fame, nien! its mine! is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to, crime
Fame (fame)
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it, babe?
Could it, babe? , could it, babe?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame (fame)
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain (pain)
(fame)
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame ,fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame
Whats your name?
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
song performed by by David Bowie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Why are people always
Why are people always cheating?
Why are people always fighting?
Why are people always dieing?
Why are people always crying?
Why are people always hating?
Why are people always debating?
Why are people always trading?
Why are people always trying to fit in?
Why are people always cursing?
Why are people always bursting?
Why are people always tripping?
Why are people always not trying to be fair?
Why are people always trying to be dumb?
Why are people always playing too much?
Why are people always misbehaving?
Why are people always do drugs?
Why are people always not trying to have a future?
Why do people always try to ruin their life?
Why?
poem by Shaquan Mack
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What Is This 'Thing
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their eyes to peep.
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their minds without sleep.
What is this 'thing'...
That's kept discreet and people sneak.
And whisper about on tip toed feet.
As if a significance will lose substance,
If this 'thing' hit the streets and leaked!
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their eyes to peep.
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their minds without sleep.
What is this 'thing'...
That's kept discreet and people sneak.
And whisper about on tip toed feet.
As if a significance will lose substance,
If this 'thing' hit the streets and leaked!
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their eyes to peep.
What is this 'thing'...
People keep on their minds without sleep.
What is this 'thing'...
People sneak around that's kept discreet.
What is this 'thing'...
That takes over and rules.
What is this 'thing'.
Accepted but not 'cool'.
What is this 'thing'.
That sets both mood and attitude!
What is this 'thing'.
That makes the people very rude.
What is this 'thing'...
That makes a drooling fool brood?
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
That makes a drooling fool brood?
What is this 'thing'.
That makes the people very rude.
What is this 'thing'.
That sets the mood and attitude!
What is this 'thing'.
Accepted but not 'cool'.
What is this 'thing'.
That takes over and rules.
And confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
That confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
That confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
That confuses delusions.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
What is this 'thing'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fame '90 (Gass Remix)
Fame 90
David Bowie
words and music by David Bowie, John Lennon and Carlos Alomar
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there where things are hollow
Fame
Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame
That burns your change to keep you insane
Fame
Fame-f-fame
Fame, what you like is in the limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame
Fame, "Nien! It's mine!" is just his line
To bind your time, it drives you to crime
Fame
(What's your name?)
Fame
Could it be the best, could it be?
Really be, really, babe?
Could it be, my babe, could it babe?
Really, really?
Is it any wonder I reject you first?
Fame, fame, fame, fame
Is it any wonder you are too cool to fool
Fame
Fame-f-fame
Fame, bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on pain
Fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
Fame, fame, fame
Fame
What's your name?
(whispered)
Feeling so gay, feeling gay
song performed by by David Bowie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Some people are always critical of vague statements. I tend rather to be critical of precise statements; they are the only ones which can correctly be labeled 'wrong'.
quote by Raymond Smullyan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I Know People
I know people who help you through the night.
And I know people who
fight that very good fight.
And, I know people who're goin for the gold.
And, I know people got them aces so you better fold.
I know people who are quick to light your cigarette.
And, I know people who say 'Buddy, ya ain't seen nothin yet.'
I know people who're workin harder every day.
And I know people who got kids come out to play.
I know people, you know people, said, I'm not so different from you.
Won't you be one of my people who
Who do too.. Won't you be one of my people who.
I know people who
are cruisin up and down the track, and
I know people who
won't be comin back.
I know people ridin too high at the wheel.
And, I know people, there to cut you that dirty deal.
I know people who'll take you into town. And, I know people who
really get around.
And I know people who're buskin up and down the mall.
And, I know people who're gonna take a fall.
I know people, you know people, see, I'm not so different from you?
Won't you be one of my people too. Said, won't you be one of my people who, who do too.
poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It's Like That
There were many shadows,
From time to time...
In my mind,
Just hiding there...
In those crevices and cracks.
There were many shadows,
Wearing hats and caps...
And their faked grins...
Following me,
Like that.
There were many shadows,
Seen in my mind.
Shadows I'd see behind,
Other shadows...
Keeping me awake.
I could not shake them.
With messages to deliver.
Messages for me...
To pay attention.
And...
That's a fact.
People get the message,
Just like that.
And berate it with attitude.
People get the message,
Like that.
People get the message,
Like that.
Yet berated it with attitude.
And...
It's like that.
Open your eyes to facts.
And, it's like that.
That's a fact.
Wishing to stay abused and confused...
There are people just like that.
And that's a fact.
People get the message,
Just like that.
But they believe that they can pay...
To have things done their way,
And...
People get the message,
Just like that.
And too late...
That's a fact.
People get the message,
Just like that.
And berate it with attitude.
Wishing to stay abused and confused...
Just like that.
And that's a fact.
There were many shadows,
From time to time...
In my mind,
Just hiding there...
In those crevices and cracks.
There were many shadows,
Wearing hats and caps...
And their faked grins...
Following me,
Like that.
People get the message,
Like that..
But berated it with attitude.
And...
Today we see it living.
With moody blues to choose,
And...
It's a fact.
It's like that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Asome Poem About PEOPLE
Some people
Care about you, some people
Don’t care,
Make fun of you and walk away,
Some people,
Run past, some people
Hand you presents,
Give you a pat on the back,
Some people
You love, some people
You don’t know
Some people, some people,
You do,
Some people
You notice, some people
Eat cauliflower, some people
Are teenagers,
Some people walk to restaurants,
Sit down at the counter,
Eat there food, through it at
People,
Some people never notice you,
Some people always look, some people
Want to take you away, some people
Will never exist
Some people are other people; some people are you, some people
Die ever second,
Some people are you
poem by Annie Nosich
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Why do people play with blood ?
Why do people play with blood when it gives no pleasure and only pain?
Why do people wag a war when it gives only losses and no gain?
Why do people play with mud when it never tones up but tarnishes their images?
Why do people play the blame -game when it never solves the problem but increases?
Why do people hit the greats when it gives them less fame and more blasphemy?
Why do people create controversy when it gives less positive and more negative publicity?
Why do people lie when do they know in it there is only ugliness and no beauty?
Why do people do jealousy when they do know that it shows their own bankruptcy?
Why do people lick the legs of power when it shows their weakness- the sycophancy?
Why do people do hypocrisy when they do know that they are telling lies?
Why do people heed to the greed when they do know the sweetness of life dies?
Why do people fall in lecherous lust when they do know it eats their own flesh?
Why do people play tricks when they do know that it shows only their foolishness?
Why do people do corruption when they do know it is the selling of their souls?
Why do people do nepotism when they do know it is the quality of them which falls?
Why do people love more self than any one else when they do know it is a disease - narcissism?
Why do people hate people when they do know it is the murder of humanism?
poem by Abdul Wahab
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!