So you want to be like me
well, lets see
You must be able to close out
all of the hurt you feel
because thats what I do
I find the pain to real
You must forget how to cry
other wise, you won't be me
because I can't cry
I'm not quite sure why
Hmmm lets see
what else is there
to being me
You have to be able to see
as I do, see whats there
be able to see through
You must be able to adapt
because nothing stays the same
life is game
you must master in order to play
But don't get the wrong idea here
I really would like
to let people come near
but I can't, it never works
to the point where it gets unbarrable
and it just hurts
So take some time
think it through
Because you know what
I think you'll find
your better off just being you
You're very right... at times, we may want to be other people, at times other people may want to be us, but if we really take the time to think about it... nobody could stand being anyone else for long. Maybe that's not what you were trying to say... but that's how I interpreted it. Keep writin! -Lo Ruhamah
hey i think this is a great poem as it really protray how one felt when one is jealous and full of envy of someone else!! ---nicole
Yes, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. Maybe it's like Dorothy said in "The Wizard Of Oz", "If you can't find happiness in your own backyard maybe what you were looking for was never really there to begin with." James