The Nobody

The Nobody

A Poem by Robert Luna
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Rambling thoughts forming a poem. I hope you enjoy

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I am nobody
dreaming of being a somebody
but that sobriety comes at a price
that nobody is willing to pay
just putting holes in your happiness
and tasting the dirt
kicked in my face
while I am down
but don't ever count me out
I've been there too many times before

I am nobody
dreaming of being a somebody
There's just something cold and empty
behind their liar's smiles
passing judgments
hold knives ready for the final
kill
I am nobody
thinking of being a somebody
you are
from a perfect world
a world that cast me away
my heart left bleeding
like a tear stained photograph

I am numb
to my life
to all your cries
I am just
begging to be somebody else
walking in a crowd of dead faced
hypocrites
feeling dirty
oh how
I want to be pretty
just for a moment or two
but there's nothing in this world
that can save us from ourselves

I am somebody
dreaming of being nobody else
but me


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© 2009 Robert Luna


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Robert Luna
Rambling thoughts forming a poem. I hope you enjoy

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Great work. The strange thing is how we as individuals can ever become anything other than nobodies dreaming of becoming somebodies. I think we can only do this with love in our lives. This gives a totally new dimension to existence, a reason to live. But I'm missing the point here. What I'm meaning to say is self belief can make you into the final stanza you suggest - just my thoughts are that self belief needs help sometimes from others. I seem to be rambling more than you say you do in your thoughts forming the poem - if that makes sense?
There's so much here that I have thought of myself at times. I can really relate to this.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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I love reading your rambling thoughts, Robert! This begins sadly, but your thoughts work it through to a final contentment in the end. I think many people can relate to this piece. My ultimate favorite lines are because they speak so much truth;
there's nothing in this world
that can save us from ourselves
I am somebody
dreaming of being nobody else
but me

An amazing piece of writing!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

The picture made me shudder ... creepy.

I really like the evolution of this piece. You had me captured from the first line to the last. Your words speak so much truth and I think that many will be able to relate to this in many different ways. Don't we all dream of becoming a "somebody" someday. I think that we don't always realize that we're somebody's just as we are ... I just wish that I knew it, too.

This is deep and thought provoking. Another well done piece. :-)

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Great work. The strange thing is how we as individuals can ever become anything other than nobodies dreaming of becoming somebodies. I think we can only do this with love in our lives. This gives a totally new dimension to existence, a reason to live. But I'm missing the point here. What I'm meaning to say is self belief can make you into the final stanza you suggest - just my thoughts are that self belief needs help sometimes from others. I seem to be rambling more than you say you do in your thoughts forming the poem - if that makes sense?
There's so much here that I have thought of myself at times. I can really relate to this.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

So much emotion and sadness. The picture really adds to the power of this poem. Beautifully penned. Great job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Oh wow...Robert, this is a great, introspective piece but it is also something we all can relate to...you are always surprising me with your thoughts...this is amazing :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

i have never count you out. this poetry speaks for the dreamers and "losing but yet to be lost" men. the simple rambles can turn into greatest of the poem. this is a true poem.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Haunting words. They seem familiar to me. Like someplace I find myself at odd moments. In darker moments. This really is an amazing write.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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