I may be insane but you're boring

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

My depression comes in waves. Right now im drowning again.

I sent a letter to my mom
It read,
Times are good
As time moves on.
I think,
I’m better off
Just staying lost
 these echoes anger me.

The letter back
I threw away
I couldn’t bare
To see what she’d say

My best friend
Thinks that
Ive lost my mind
I told him that
Its mine to find.
And that it may be
I might have
Gone insane
But don’t feel bad
Cause you’re not to blame.
The sad fact is that
I’ve been this way
For far too long
And I cant change
To save my life…
Not even to save my life.

Submitted: March 03, 2008

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I can really associate with this. Sometimes I'm up in the clouds and beaming with life, and others, I'm so far away from everything and everyone. But the Sun usually cheers me up, and it's getting about that time of year agin now :)

I loved the title of this, it's what drew me to read it. I really agree with it too. I'd much rather be how I am as opposed to 'normal'...life's much more intresting this way!

I liked the flow of your poem, it read itself almost, and the ending I felt inside myself too, the not being able to change, even to help yourself in a big way. We can know the changes we need to make very well, but that doesn't mean that we can do it. Though I think sometimes that just when we least expect it, we can actually really surprise ourselves.

Mon, March 3rd, 2008 12:01pm


I guess im still waiting to be surprised. I hope it happens sooner rather than later.

Tue, March 4th, 2008 3:13am


I can identify with this, as well. Some of my poetry is very similar in subject matter. Nice one, YuperMan.

Mon, March 3rd, 2008 3:37pm


much appreciated

Sun, March 9th, 2008 10:16pm


When the baby birds leave the nest they spread their wings and must fly or die.

Mon, March 3rd, 2008 4:04pm


Not exactly what this was about but im glad you got something out of it

Sun, March 9th, 2008 10:17pm


That was a good poem. I really liked the way you expressed yourself.

Mon, March 10th, 2008 3:44am


thank you Jesyka

Sun, March 9th, 2008 10:15pm

Classy Peach

Dare I say...
you've become too familiar with that being. It's an easy slide for you. Dramatic poem.

Your moment of heroism is actually the beginning of the poem, not hurting your mother.

The good news is, you have a best friend.

All this makes you interesting and not boring.
Cuz there ain't much worse than being boring.

Fri, April 11th, 2008 5:33am


very very true

Fri, April 11th, 2008 11:04am

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