Monday, 6 September 2010

For my inner critic ;-) (Inspired by Carry On Tuesday)

You don't know about me
You have no idea
You don't know about me
Because you've never been here

Here in my shoes
In my skin
In my head
Don't know what I remember
Or wish to forget

Never felt what I feel
Never thought what I think
So how comes you keep telling me
That I'm wasting my ink?

8 comments:

  1. Very good, I like this a lot!

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  2. A witty response to this prompt - with many a true word spoken.

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  3. Thank you for your lovely comments. This one was waiting to get out for a long time ;-)

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  4. The ink from your pen is never wasted :)

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  5. I especially loved the closing line to this piece.

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  6. LOL - I love this. Wisdom and wit! :-)

    Mine's here -
    http://panopticulated.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-terrain-carry-on-tuesday-69.html

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