#compared - Hello Poetry

Compared to most creatures, Our life on Earth is long. The question is will we Live full and finish strong?

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Nov 11, 2018

Nov 11, 2018 at 8:44 PM UTC

being_human

Live Full, Finish Strong

Compared to most creatures, Our life on Earth is long. The question is will we Live full and finish strong?

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I’ve got problems I know I do But I ignore them Constantly thinking others have it worse They have it worse Than the occasional yelling They have it worse Than the feeling of being isolated They have it worse Than the occasional self-loathing. I feel like I can’t get help, Why should I waste anyone's time With problems that don’t even matter Compared to others? Others have abusive parents, Others are constantly yelled at, Others are going through so much worse Than I have ever gone through. But then why do I feel this way? Like I have things not resolved, Like I’m not enough? Like I feel bad for wanting help? I can’t help but compare myself to others, And I can’t help but think I’m insignificant Compared to everyone Who has it way worse than I do.

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Aug 6, 2018

Aug 6, 2018 at 1:32 AM UTC

KlutzyStoneHeart

Compared to Others

I’ve got problems I know I do But I ignore them Constantly thinking others have it worse They have it worse Than the occasional yelling They have it worse Than the feeling of being isolated They have it worse Than the occasional self-loathing. I feel like I can’t get help, Why should I waste anyone's time With problems that don’t even matter Compared to others? Others have abusive parents, Others are constantly yelled at, Others are going through so much worse Than I have ever gone through. But then why do I feel this way? Like I have things not resolved, Like I’m not enough? Like I feel bad for wanting help? I can’t help but compare myself to others, And I can’t help but think I’m insignificant Compared to everyone Who has it way worse than I do.

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You always point out every flaw Always reminding me of everything I do wrong You never cared how I felt Always comparing me to someone else I already know how stupid I am Believe me I’ve been told enough times That’s why I want to move away from you You’ve made me feel alone While still saying you’re my friend I cared that you didn’t That was my problem The hardest part about letting go is that I’ll never hear you running after me Long into the snow

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Jan 24, 2018

Jan 24, 2018 at 7:18 PM UTC

firebird

Wrong

You always point out every flaw Always reminding me of everything I do wrong You never cared how I felt Always comparing me to someone else I already know how stupid I am Believe me I’ve been told enough times That’s why I want to move away from you You’ve made me feel alone While still saying you’re my friend I cared that you didn’t That was my problem The hardest part about letting go is that I’ll never hear you running after me Long into the snow

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what does any of it matter this pain I feel compared to the ordeal you're facing? not a pinch, an inch, no -- so don't ask me

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May 2, 2017

May 2, 2017 at 9:26 PM UTC

myfuckingdomain

Lonely on Purpose

what does any of it matter this pain I feel compared to the ordeal you're facing? not a pinch, an inch, no -- so don't ask me

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For I'm just a sigh and deep breath From other's pain, The beginning of a new day, And the hope that makes a scream from agonizing pain stand out. It hurts to be compared For she has you by her side, And while I was never able to forget you, I got used to missing you

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Aug 6, 2016

Aug 6, 2016 at 12:42 AM UTC

dieR

It hurts to be compared

For I'm just a sigh and deep breath From other's pain, The beginning of a new day, And the hope that makes a scream from agonizing pain stand out. It hurts to be compared For she has you by her side, And while I was never able to forget you, I got used to missing you

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stop comparing yourself to other people. please? you are just fine, you're beautiful and i accept you. you've got to stop calling each other names and labeling each other based on the things that have been said to you. let the past lie. you're perforating your dreams. they'll die and you'll have nothing left to go after. i don't care how long it takes to assure you that your worth isn't ever going to be defined by what's been said to you. you animate the wildest sides of me. you should believe in you because i believe in you and you should too. stay you, but be happy and trust in the One who loves you every single day. even though you are in the condition that you are in. you'll be perfectly okay. © Melissa Carlson 2015

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Sep 9, 2015

Sep 9, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC

livingpoetry

one day you're gonna wish you had

stop comparing yourself to other people. please? you are just fine, you're beautiful and i accept you. you've got to stop calling each other names and labeling each other based on the things that have been said to you. let the past lie. you're perforating your dreams. they'll die and you'll have nothing left to go after. i don't care how long it takes to assure you that your worth isn't ever going to be defined by what's been said to you. you animate the wildest sides of me. you should believe in you because i believe in you and you should too. stay you, but be happy and trust in the One who loves you every single day. even though you are in the condition that you are in. you'll be perfectly okay. © Melissa Carlson 2015

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If I was to compare, my life with another, Born the same, I'm led to discover, Lives in a world, that is just like mine, A mirror image, echoes the time, The same job, and vocation, Set within, the same location. I reflect on the image, of my weary self, No illness resides, an aurora of health, Whereas I struggle, with duress upon me, They are relaxed, as they ever could be. A wide smile returns, no grey skin, No walls around, keeping it in, Why you ask, are they so calm? Is it because, they live without harm? Are not judged, or working to a rule, That was made, by a government mule, They have not suffered, mental pain, Or lived a life, clouded by rain, They live in a world, and they all get along, United in harmony, like a beautiful song, I can only dream, of their peaceful land, Where instead of suffering... They hold each other’s hand.

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Jan 30, 2015

Jan 30, 2015 at 5:26 AM UTC

LostatSea

My life compared

If I was to compare, my life with another, Born the same, I'm led to discover, Lives in a world, that is just like mine, A mirror image, echoes the time, The same job, and vocation, Set within, the same location. I reflect on the image, of my weary self, No illness resides, an aurora of health, Whereas I struggle, with duress upon me, They are relaxed, as they ever could be. A wide smile returns, no grey skin, No walls around, keeping it in, Why you ask, are they so calm? Is it because, they live without harm? Are not judged, or working to a rule, That was made, by a government mule, They have not suffered, mental pain, Or lived a life, clouded by rain, They live in a world, and they all get along, United in harmony, like a beautiful song, I can only dream, of their peaceful land, Where instead of suffering... They hold each other’s hand.

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compare me to the sun compare me to the sea tell me how i should act tell me how i should be the sun will still shine the waves will still move I will still be living whether i win or lose but your world is darkened by the lack of sun and forever it will stay that way whether you've lost or won so compare me to her heart compare me to gold in her core tell me how to love you but I won't play that role anymore

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Oct 25, 2014

Oct 25, 2014 at 8:18 AM UTC

ambercourt

too tired to be compared to her love

compare me to the sun compare me to the sea tell me how i should act tell me how i should be the sun will still shine the waves will still move I will still be living whether i win or lose but your world is darkened by the lack of sun and forever it will stay that way whether you've lost or won so compare me to her heart compare me to gold in her core tell me how to love you but I won't play that role anymore

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You are the sunset on the most beautiful beach I am the sunrise on a slow Monday morning You are a flower bursting through the concrete I am a **** in your grandmother's garden You are the iconic lights in Paris I am the sewage drains in Chicago You are a poet's work of art I am just another mark on the page You have the beauty. The perfection. The smile And the laugh. But me? I will stay here. Lost in your shadows.

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May 10, 2014

May 10, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC

wendy-janelle-smith

You & I

You are the sunset on the most beautiful beach I am the sunrise on a slow Monday morning You are a flower bursting through the concrete I am a **** in your grandmother's garden You are the iconic lights in Paris I am the sewage drains in Chicago You are a poet's work of art I am just another mark on the page You have the beauty. The perfection. The smile And the laugh. But me? I will stay here. Lost in your shadows.

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