On Love, or Whatever This May Be

May 12, 2010
By S.K.Oliver BRONZE, Crandall, Georgia
S.K.Oliver BRONZE, Crandall, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
Never tell anyone anything, if you do you start missing everybody

I feel like
tonight I'll be
something more
than I have been

I don't know
if my feelings
will prove to be
correct or if

I'm just flattering
myself like usual
every since you left
it's all that's keep me going

It's irony you know
how this won't ameliorate
much of my condition
yet I'll still do it

in hopes that all
the lies I tell myself
will prove to be true
in your eyes and you'll come back

I know I'll only
be disappointed
when I awake

The author's comments:
This poem was inspired by what inspires us all.
The hopes that if we fill ourselves with something, a great job, a new car, new clothes, or whatever it may be, the person we admire will begin to admire us. We began to lie to ourselves about things to make us exude some idea of confidence. We'll say "I look really good today." even if we don't, we just lie and lie in hopes that our admirer will turn these "lies" into some sort of truth. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. For me, it did not.

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