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Everyone has rough patches
It wasn’t feeling like I was an observer
Everyone feels like that at times
It wasn’t even the times I felt like a fool
For daring to get upset about things
That I had every right to
I lost count the number of occasions
That I held my tongue for the sake of a quiet time
Despite how that made me feel about myself
It wasn’t even those moments when I had to
Listen to what I was doing wrong and
How I never understood
Even though I know you better
Than you know yourself
The countless times I had to listen to you
Sob and try to explain why you said what you said
All the times I surrendered my identity
To tell you
“It’ll be ok”
“You’re strong”
“You’ll make it, just you see”
Just to have to ask you if you could
Hold me and tell me things would be ok
To try and always understand your viewpoint
And to bury mine in case it disagreed with
Your version of events and we fought again
To choke on words of anger and to try and find
Supportive words
To know that I was being too nice
About it all when logic dictates that I should
Shout and scream at you
Because that’s how you deal with problems
And it wasn’t those times when
I couldn’t try and tell you how sad I felt
Because it conflicted with something else
You were doing
It wasn’t being made to feel like an obligation
To be fitted in around other things when you
Felt you had the time to be there for me
No
None of these things are why
We now pretend we’ll stay “friends”
I could handle all of that stuff
Standing on my head
It was smashing myself to pieces
Against a wall of indifference
That finally made me wake up
And escape with my mind intact
:)
Copy it, or write it yourself?
Why did we all assume Goatboy wrote it, might have copied a poem.
> I agree, FilmBuff
His name is Bumfluff!
if you have nothing to say apart from pointless insults, and
> trying to tear other people's work down then go. I don't think anyone will
> welcome you hear. And yeah, if you're so great, write something yourself and
> show us your 'obvious' talent. If not don't insult other peoples stuff because
> you know you couldn't do any better, and are jealous of their talent.
That's
> all I have to say about you.
Well said. Have a pineapple for your efforts. Oh woops, gave it to Tarrant. Have a fig instead.
That's all I have to say about you.
Anyway, Goaty, that was ... hmm... some parts I really felt I could relate to, some parts not so much. I think (a big think there) I understand what you meant.
> i think that was a little crap. no offence or nothin, but i think it lacked any
> real inspiration, originallity, whatso ever, but thats why everbody likes it.
> they cant handle anything new, like The Leauge of Gentlemen. people cant handle
> it, and only like it when its successfull.
go away filmbuff or whichever notable/regular thinks he's being funny.
You aren't funny at all. You are just rude. And you don't have the guts/integrity to say any of these things under your original name, instead shoosing to insult people under the guise of a hapless newbie.
Okay it might have been funny at first pretending to be a filmbuff who knew sod all about films but now you're just using this name as an excuse to insult people and it's not big and it's not clever.
What's worse is that because this is Goaty's poem and not some hapless regular's posted in the "your words" thread you've added that throw-away League of gentlemen remark. The post you wrote in the other thread was just arrogant and rude. If you are such a connaisseur of fine literature then please deign to enlighten us with your superior work so that we all might learn and write better poetry ourselves. Otherwise go away you sad gimp.
I don't care if you insult anything I've written because I don't profess to be any good at writing poems and I openly admit it, but don't go around knocking down other people's stuff and accusing them of writing jaded, unemotive, unoriginal poetry. And none of the poems posted in this forum have been anything of the sort.
So why don't you reveal who you really are? But you won't will you - because you're a sad little man who thinks he's really, really clever because he goes around insulting people pretending to be a newbie. It's sad. I would rant at you some more but you're not really worth it.