The Lonely Girl
She was born alone
Grew up alone
Played alone
walks alone
cries alone
lies alone
She may even die alone.
She seems so solemn, intense, pensive, negative.
People think she is arrogant, self righteous and self serving.
She is not looking for pity or sympathy, she does not want people to feel sorry for her, she's just looking for a little empathy, she does not think of herself as a martyr, she is just treated that way.
When she cries for help, everyone turns their back on her, when things become to difficult for people to understand or accept, they walk away from her, they fear her.
She yearns friendship, she craves companionship, she wants someone to hold her and tell her everything is going to be OK.
The lonely girl.
She is alone!
poem by Lunette Sheppard
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In Many But Lonely
True, I have many
Brothers and sisters
As well as many many friends
But when I sit down
To think deeply
I realise I am lonely.
In my sick bed
A lot of people came
To make me feel alright
But in such a sick mood
I fail not to feel
How lonely I am.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
I go to the beach
Sit till late at times,
My ship may come
One of these days.
But tell me, the sea and I
Who is more lonely?
The sea is so full
Of all kinds of things
Including many living things
But there it is
Lying lonely in waiting
For her ship to appear.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
Companionship come!
I am in many but lonely.
poem by Kwasi Boaten
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Treated Bad Again
Hey girl dont come to me and ask me for a helpin hand
cause by the way things seem to be, I would never ever understand
When he comes to you, you always take him back
Hey girl, just wait and see, youre bound to have a heartattack
cause whenever you meet
It always turns out the same
Youre treated bad again
Treated bad again
Hey girl why cant you learn that changes can be made
cause when he comes to you, you got to turn and walk the other way
Go out, hit the town, try to look for something new
Go out, mess around, understand what you are going through
Cause whenever you meet
It always turns out the same
Youre treated bad again
Treated bad again
So many nights
My thoughts bring me to you
Ive seen him come and go
And so many years
You dont know
Ive been watching you
But baby, baby
Would something change if you knew < >
song performed by by Europe
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Heart Turns To Stone
The days and nights you sit around wondering where can
She be
Hoping that she might appear, out of nowhere
But you fail to see
All the hurt inside, the wounded pride
Ooh what she went through for you
You cheated and lied, as her love slowly died
And her heart just broke in two
When she was with you, all along
Behind you right or wrong
She tried to hold on, hold on
But you went too far, and shes gone
And now its over and her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
Shes that kind of woman
Shell do fine on her own
What you thought was a game
A game you were winning
Wouldnt go your way
Now youve lost what you had
And your back to the beginning
Its the price you have to pay
When she was with you, all along
Behind you right or wrong
She tried to hold on, hold on
But you went too far, and shes gone
And now its over and her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
Shes that kind of woman
Shell get by on her own
She hides the pain
But her heart turns to stone
No time for pity
When her heart turns to stone
She cries sometimes
As her heart turns to stone
Shes that kind of woman
Shell get by on her own
Yeah its over
And her heart turns to stone
Dont look for pity now
When her heart turns to stone
Listen to her cry
Listen to her cry
Shes a woman now
Ooh its a sad thing to see
To see a heart turn to stone
The heart of a woman
A heart turned to stone
song performed by by Foreigner
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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For Those of You Who Don't Know Me
I'm the girl who holds this smile,
which is not near the truth,
I'm the girl who sits next to you,
I'm the girl who begs the Lord:
'Free me of thinking it's O.K.
to hide my feelings and emotions.'
I am that girl.
I'm the girl who falls asleep crying,
I'm the girl who's good at 'lying',
I am that girl.
I'm the girl who says she's O.K.
but look in her eyes,
hear her voice,
there's a different story,
I am that girl.
I'm the girl who looks happy on the outside,
but if you felt how I feel on the inside,
then...you'd understand,
I am that girl.
I'm the girl who listens,
the girl who has sympathy and empathy,
the girl who has her own problems...but would rather hear yours,
I am that girl.
I'm the girl who hurts on the inside,
but smiles on the outside,
so...
remember, when you look at me with a smile,
and I smile back,
know there is something more,
more to that smile,
I am that girl.
There are SO many people who say:
'Oh, she looks so happy! '
So THAT'S why I wrote this poem,
for those of you who don't know me...
poem by Linda Kessler
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Accept my sympathy
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy!
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Sympathy In End
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy! By SARTHAK DAS
poem by Sarthak Das
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You Just Don't Understand
how well do you know the girl behind the mask?
everything you see,
is not what you get,
all the secerts she hides,
are waiting deep inside,
because people
just don't seem to care,
about all of the hardship,
that she seem to have to carry,
can you relate?
to a life that gotten harder,
would you be open enough to learn the secerts?
that are under the mask,
because what you see,
is not what you get,
what you see
may be a happy girl,
but, deep down her dreams are crushed,
can you underderstand?
that all she wants is to be normal,
or at least be treated that way,
but, at time she feel people look down at her,
for what they know about her,
because they just don't understand,
how hard it is, to make life appear fine,
when it really not,
tiried of the tears she crys,
in her bed last at night,
wondering if there was purpose to a life,
that she cannot seem to fine,
because people only seem to care,
if your life is planned their way,
who life is it?
because people pulling her apart,
and don't seem to see what's really in her heart,
don't they know?
if theystop being such a b! t**
maybe we can sit and talk,
but, you being the way you are,
she going to just walk,
she knows she's better than you say,
she don't give a damn anymore,
because you know what she have to say,
back the hell up.
let her work her magic,
because of you,
she's everything you not,
think you know the girl behind the mask?
because all she can tell you is...
you just don't understand.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Elanor Rigby / Eleanor's Dream
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding was been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door,
Who is it for ?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Father McKenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no one will near,
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care ?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby died in church and was buried along with her name;
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave;
No one was saved.
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
(ah, look at all the lonely people)
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
(ah, look at all the lonely people)
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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When I’m lonely
When I’m lonely
i think for bit,
why do i feel
this bitter loneliness
When I’m lonely
I see people around me
MAKING ME feel
more lonely & everything
still seems the same
When I'm lonely
I sit at home
hold my pen,
take my copybook
& start writing poems
writing what sad life i have
When I'm lonely
I scream at the world
why people become more
selfish & betrayers
Why do I have to be lonely,
Is there no one can understand Me
When I’m lonely
I imagine there is Only
Me in this world,
Just me being lonely
it's better than being with people,
Cause there is no one
Can understand Me
When I’m lonely
I close my eyes,
and I hope to wake up
To surprise,
I hope to find
Some one who'd truely understand Me
Not loneliness to guide me
When I’m lonely
I Come close from God
and then i find that
there is nothing better than
being close from God,
Cause there is no one can understand
except the God,
.................When I’m lonely
..............I put a fake smile on my
.......Face and cheat the
.........................whole world by it.
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poem by Oussama samouna
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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
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What Friendship....
What is that friendship that people talk about?
What is that companionship that we can’t live without?
What is that love that people always share?
What is the devotion that makes people care?
What is perfection when you look in that person’s eyes?
What is the flaw when he leaves you with your cries?
When is the moment going to get near?
When is that instant thought of no fear?
When is the first glimpse going to upsurge?
When is that feeling going to urge?
For the love that you were banned to contain
And that emotion of truthfulness that kept you sane
What will happen if that person moved out?
Out of your life leaving sadness to mount
But I wouldn’t cry for long enough
I would forever try to stay strong and tough
Even if he left me with my severe pain
But his stern cruelness will never drive me insane
There will always be someone else to adore
Somebody that would eternally mean much more.
poem by Marria Attar
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Eleanor Rigby
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby picks up the rice
In the church where the wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Inside a window
Wearing a face she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Father mackenzie writing the words to a sermon no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks
In the dark because nobodys there
What does he care
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Look at all the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby died in the church
And was buried along with her name
No body came
Father mackenzie wiping the dirt from his hands
Has he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Look at all the lonely people
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Mother Sky Cries
Mother sky cries when the leaves turn from green to gold
Mother sky cries when the leaves die and the weather turns cold
Mother sky cries when the earth turns warm and the body sweats
Mother sky cries and leaves the heart scorned and the skin wet
Mother sky cries and father cloud mourns
Mother sky cries and baby flower is born
poem by Anthony Martello
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The Spreaders Of Negativity
The spreaders of negativity now as ever are not rare
And that the World is ruled by negative people we are only too aware
With wars waging in some Countries and poor people to be found everywhere
And so much financial hardship and unhappiness in the bigger World out there,
The World is ruled by negative people and their weapon for to cling to power is fear
And 'tis only negative stuff from them we ever do hear
For to cling to power they create fear and division of their promotion of us against they
We'd be better off without their type as leaders that's how I feel anyway
We will never know of peace in the World as long as negative people hold the power
In a garden that is ruled by weeds you won't find any flower
As long as negative people are in positions of power peace we will never know
With them as our leaders mistrust between us and those different to us grow
The spreaders of negativity with us do have their way
They only cause division would that seem fair to say?
poem by Francis Duggan
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Sir Duke
Music is a world within itself
With a language we all understand
With an equal opportunity
For all to sing, dance and clap their hands
But just because a record has a groove
Dont make it in the groove
But you can tell right away at letter a
When the people start to move
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
Music knows it is and always will
Be one of the things that life just wont quit
But here are some of musics pioneers
That time will not allow us to forget
For theres basie, miller, satchmo
And the king of all sir duke
And with a voice like ellas ringing out
Theres no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
I can feel it all over-all over now people
Cant you feel it all over
Come on lets feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
Everybody-all over people
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song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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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
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America Cries
America cries.
Her economy dies.
Killed by people you can't trust.
America cries as we bite the dust.
America cries. Now come the whys.
No one could see it?
You've got to be kidding.
America cries as the Neros were fiddling.
The capitalist system is so out of hand.
The capitalists have taken over our land.
What's left for us?
Not much you see
except more taxes for you and for me.
Lending and spending, spending and lending,
the crying and weeping will be never-ending.
America cries and says its goodbyes
to times of financial prosperity.
The financial sting that's played like a game
stock market crashes?
foreclosures to blame?
No. America you played into the hands.
They've dumbed us down so no one understands.
America cries. Where were the wise?
They left long ago and will not return.
America cries for she refuses to learn.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A List of Reasons
Sometimes I scream
I shout what I am feeling
Sometimes it hurts people
People I don’t mean to hurt
Sometimes people don’t understand
How sad I am
How lonely I feel
How lonely I have always felt
Sometimes people are afraid
They are afraid
That one day I will go to far
That one day I won’t be able to deal
With this world
Sometimes I am afraid
That no one cares
That no one notices
That what I write is real
What I feel is real
Sometimes people don’t understand
They don’t understand
How someone as happy as I seem to be
Can be so sad
So broken
So crushed
Sometimes people ask me why
Why am I like I am
I have a answer
But sometimes I am terrified
That if I tell someone
About what’s really going on
Then they’ll try to fix it
They’ll try to fix me
Sometimes I don’t want to be fixed
When She Cries
No one knows my lady when she's lonely
No one sees the fantasies and fears my lady hides
There are those who've shared her love and laughter
But no one hears my lady when she cries…but me
No one hears my lady when she cries
And when she cries she makes you wanna run
And chase the sun and bring it back
To brighten up a corner of her dark and troubled skies
When she cries
She walks barefoot through the misty mornin'
Dreams of golden yesterdays reflectin' in her eyes
But soon the evenin' shadows crowd around her
Frightening my lady till she cries…for me
Frightening my lady, till she cries
You may have seen her lyin' in your lamplight
And if you've heard her whispered words, it comes as no surprise
So be the one she shares her secret smiles with
But send me back my lady when she cries…for me
My lady's gonna need me when she cries
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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