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The Nothingness of a Teenager's Party Life
bear

Another party.
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Another night of
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waste and no thought.
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One more day of
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sitting with a bunch
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of people I do not like.
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Someone handed me a beer.
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I looked at it and threw it
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into a crowd of people standing
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and talking about
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nothing,
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        nothing,
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                nothing.
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The same thing
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this poem is about:
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nothing.
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After throwing the beer
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i thought,
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"Well,
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fuck this shit."
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and walked away.
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Now I pose this question:
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Where to go
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and what to do
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with this thing called life?
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25 Feb 06

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You should have drunk the beer and thrown the bottle. That was your first mistake.  Your second mistake was posing one question, but asking two.
 — unknown

Finish your beer!  There are sober kids in Africa..
 — CervusWright

this is such acool poem ow and to Cervus Wright the people in africa need warter and food not beer but it was funny
 — rockchick

make friends with the closest social reject--the first fat girl or skrawny boy from the quiz team that you can find--learn what real friends are and real fun is and quit bitching. you brought this upon yourself
 — unknown

I liked the first bit, but then it lacked momentum - was as if it hit a brick wall. I liked the first half owever.
R
 — Rousseau

first unknown, i'll remember that advice for the future

cervus, very funny!

rockchick, thank you very much

second unknown, i'm not bitching you twat. and what is real fun? lets be honest here, you probably do not know. and who said this really happened? christ almighty just becuase i wrote does not mean its an experience.

thanks rousseau, how can i keep the drive up?
 — bear

Whining and tedious.
 — unknown

why write about nothingness in such a boring manner?
 — unknown

apparently i'm a whining tedious bitch.
 — bear

it's good to winge.
 — Meep

How about volunteering to cook a meal once a week at a local soup kitchen for the homeless?  That might at least empower you make a difference in your community through giving.  And who knows what might happen from there.  Maybe a certificate program in Community Service?  All kinds of possibilities.  Help others and help yourself.  I gave your poem a 10 because it screams wth honesty and I wanna see you succeed.  No teenager should ever go around saying their life is nothing when you're on the brink of it becoming SOMETHING.  Good luck.  Knock'em dead.
 — starr

yeh, that too, what Starr said.
 — Meep

thanks meep.

wow starr. i wasn't expecting an answer, but what an answer it was. to be honest i do volunteer and i really do not party that much. this was written out of frustration from not knowing where to go to college. but thank you for a great response!
 — bear

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