belong. be. to be. to be or not to be. the state of being. long. stretched, not short. elongated. belong. to exist in a long state. the state of being stretched, filling the space. absorbing and being a part of one’s surroundings. belong.
jessica
where you belong is what you are
you can’t just belong nobody just belongs it’s effort
love feeling being accepted i don’t even know where to begin because belonging is like the most official thing you can ever do
belonging is believing is seeing is belonging and you can’t know who you are until you belong.
who do you belong to?
YOURSELF.
Kinn
I belong to no one, I’m all alone and I was born without anything, no belongings at all and I shall die without anything. I’ll be alone when I die, I’ll be alone in my coffing, I’ll be alone in the graveyard, waiting…waiting for The Judgement Day :)
Lolly
belonging is nice i am not sure exactly when the last time was i ever really felt like i belonged but its alright i suppose i belong with my family and with a friend but never or very rarely with a group golly this is quite self involved i guess i have always felt that i belonged with myself.
rachel
I wish there was a place in the world that I belonged. Somewhere that is just so safe and warm and positive and happy that is absolutely embodies everything home should be. I think everybody needs a place like that. A soft bed at night, a kitchen full of wonderful food. People who love you.
Lexi
belong- to belong is to be accepted, to be part of a whole. yep, no deep definitions and heartwrenching excerbations here.
just the truth.
guhguhguh
and just when i thought i belonged to a group.. i was thrown out of everything i ever knew. My hopes and dreams were crushed and everything ive ever loved was gone.
jennifer
I belong to a family. I am with them right now and they love me. You can feel the warmth and laughter and love within the room. I love them and they love each other and me. It is amazing to feel at home somewhere that is not your ‘real’ hometown, or your actual family. Belonging is a tough word to define, because there are so many fake versions of it. I love it and am hapoy that that is the word that showed up. YAY!!
Susan
I dont belong to anyone anymore. not that i ever wanted to belong to somebody but now i dont believe i belong with anymore. perhaps i belong in another state. i probably just don’t belong anywhere
Stephanie
hmmmm, to belong. it is not always desirable to belong, for to belong is to a face in a crowd, to be lost in a sea of comfort zones. some thrive in a safe enviroment, some try to escape it.
souljaboyupinthisho
OH MANN IM BELONGING TO THIS WORLD AND I FEEL ALLRIGHT. IM BELONGING TO A GROUP IN THIS WORLD AND I FEEL OKAY. IM BELONGING TO A CULT IN THIS WORLD AND I DONT KNOW IF ITS RIGHT IM BELONGING TO ANOTHER AND I KNOW IT IS CORRECT I BELONG
Cari
everybody must belong someplace if you don’t have a place to belong or someone than you are lost. you aren’t sure of who you are you are there. to belong somewhere means that you found something to make you feel safe and whole. everyone has something different. it just means you are a whole now
Kaye
He never was one to belong. John constantly lived on the outside of the so called social circle, until that day, that day when he invented people in his mind and then he was happy. Until they told him to kill his puppy.
Jake
ambient sounds waves over ears also feeling wanted and not having to worry and wonderful and warm comfortable that sort of fuzzed unfocused spot everything sort of out of focus but it works and youre happy and everything fits right
chloe
belong, i don’t really know what to write about it. I feel like i don’t belong to him any more. there is one thing. But i could go on forever about my relationship with him. I won’t ever feel like i belong to him. He has changed to much.
Anya
I never belonged to the club. As soon as I showed up, I knew that I wasn’t in. They all looked at me, eyes went up and down. They threw things at me. My glasses fogged up. I walked out into the hallway, but their calls chased me. I ran. I got into my car and drove away. The worst part was knowing that the next day, I would have to go and see them again.
Rexsaucy
I want to belong where I technically belong, but I feel so much more at home when I am not at home. I guess honestly I really don’t want to belong where I belong. I want where I belong to be different. Of course I know better what you have is what you have.
F.Ow
You don’t belong here! How many times have you heard that? Where do you belong? With a group of friends? With your family? Alone? In a dark, dark room? How emo is that? This belongs in the trash just as much as it belongs anywhere else. I wonder if I belong on this site or not? Hmm… I do have fun when I do this though.
Andrea
Most of the time I feel like I don’t belong where I am at that moment. That, I have gathered, is a feeling that fades with age. Or, at least there is a day when I will have to decide to breath the air that is mine.
Chris Rogers
She sat under the maple tree. The same one she had begun frequenting after that first day at school.
‘Why can’t they just accept…Why is there any reason not too… ‘
She sat in the shade pondering in the quite. Nothing but her lunch, her tree, her thoughts.
She was alone.
Laurel
For me, to belong is one of our most basic needs. Our sense of community is a high priority in an individualized world of fragmentary selves. We belong to one another and with one another.
Christy Baker
I never felt that I belonged to the local group. I always wanted to feel as though I was part of something, and never did. I makes me sad and happy at the same time to not belong. Maybe someday I might, but maybe that day I’ll decide it doesn’t matter.
Moofoo
I don’t belong under fluorescent lights and beside long tables… I belong in a studio under the sun, sewing up my best friend as bullets go by and we get up and write poems by brook, his new stitches keeping in the blood
josh e
We all belong in the same catagory. Our similiraty is in being different. Our hopes are the same: to be recognized. The reasons, the next step: all that is different. Coloncoloncolon. why. Shaiza when nothing belongs it is impossible for anything to not belong. but when all belong the world is false and a joke and surreal
Vera
it’s something i want to do. something i never felt like i have before. sometimes i feel it here. sometimes i feel like i’ve found my place. and other times i feel so isolated, so much on the outside looking in. it’s like im speaking a foreign language, peering in on another culture.
Katelyn
I looked at you, your beautiful eyes sparkled in the moonlight. I wish you knew how i felt. I wish i had told you all along. Now it’s to late. You’re already death touched body lays in my arms.
I know we belong, but
Victoria
Do you belong to a family? Some of us don’t have the luxury of knowing who our fathers or mothers were. No, I don’t have a bloodline, but I have something more; I have people who need me. I have my friends, my comrades. I do belong to a family.
Chaostitan90
i never felt like i belong here. i am accepted and loved by many people but it never feels quite right. i wonder if i will always feel like this or if i escape from this place i will feel better. 4 more years and i will find out.
katie
we belong together…it was the song that made me think of everything. Family,friends,the way my aunt whom I lived with yelled at me for no reason,the way he held me and the way my dog,Star would lay at my bed. It was amazing to me that a song like this made me remember the happiness and the sadness I’ve gone through. But it makes me look for ward to the future.
Michael Fionn
Where do we all belong, we all look for that one place where we feel truly at home, and for awhile one of us will find it, and we feel truly loved and needed, and as if this is my place to be, but in just a day all of that can leave…it is so tragic, but true. Somewhere in this big world is our true home though. Somewhere where we belong….
Nytengale
where is it that any of us belong? do I belong here or there? why do I want to belong to him, and why can’t I be happy belonging to no one? where do we go from here? are you going to change at all? do you realize what you are doing? I can’t belong here. I don’t know where else will accept me. I can’t. but I will. I will do as told. I will not care. I may die inside, but maybe that is where I truly belong. with all the others that have died inside.
vamps
i belong. finally. i found a community thats supports me. my thoughts are more positive and i feel safe. and yet,,,,i still feel the words iam writing are all lie. ?
teatree
I don’t belong anywhere. Nobody does. We all just wander floating through space and time. Then we die. It ends. Final Word. Bottom line.
Ferret-X
to always be part of that whole i could enebevr quite grasp. like cold in a bottle during the deepest parches throat of summer. belong to you i can never, because you yourself belong to someone else. I’m a silly man with useless desires but they belong to me.
Anthony
I often feel that I don’t belong, but what does “belonging” really mean anyway? Does it mean conforming to standards set by our warped society? Perhaps a sense of belonging is something that must be built intrinsically upon a foundation of positive self-worth and spiritual solidity.
M.H.
I belong to Jesus Christ. He belongs to God. \Everyone needs to belong to Jesus. You will never be the same.. If you want everlasting life.. Belong to Jesus Christ.
Dave
Belonging is the ever present anxiety of the youth of America. Throughout our lives, we are told to strive to not just run with the pack, but to be strong individuals with strong indentities. Nevermind that when we do truly attempt to be outspoken, expressive people, the things we say and do can often lead to being ostrisized.
Noah Levin
I don’t belong here.
Whitney
i don’t my school sucks i want to leave but i love it. its like one of those destructive relationships u c on Murry or Jerry springer. soon college but where to go?… i just hope its not another
Q Zar
people spend their enery, their hearts, every second their given simply to belong; to be a part of something, of someone, judt to know that they are living; that they are living for something
belong. be. to be. to be or not to be. the state of being. long. stretched, not short. elongated. belong. to exist in a long state. the state of being stretched, filling the space. absorbing and being a part of one’s surroundings. belong.
where you belong is what you are
you can’t just belong nobody just belongs it’s effort
love feeling being accepted i don’t even know where to begin because belonging is like the most official thing you can ever do
belonging is believing is seeing is belonging and you can’t know who you are until you belong.
who do you belong to?
YOURSELF.
I belong to no one, I’m all alone and I was born without anything, no belongings at all and I shall die without anything. I’ll be alone when I die, I’ll be alone in my coffing, I’ll be alone in the graveyard, waiting…waiting for The Judgement Day :)
belonging is nice i am not sure exactly when the last time was i ever really felt like i belonged but its alright i suppose i belong with my family and with a friend but never or very rarely with a group golly this is quite self involved i guess i have always felt that i belonged with myself.
I wish there was a place in the world that I belonged. Somewhere that is just so safe and warm and positive and happy that is absolutely embodies everything home should be. I think everybody needs a place like that. A soft bed at night, a kitchen full of wonderful food. People who love you.
belong- to belong is to be accepted, to be part of a whole. yep, no deep definitions and heartwrenching excerbations here.
just the truth.
and just when i thought i belonged to a group.. i was thrown out of everything i ever knew. My hopes and dreams were crushed and everything ive ever loved was gone.
I belong to a family. I am with them right now and they love me. You can feel the warmth and laughter and love within the room. I love them and they love each other and me. It is amazing to feel at home somewhere that is not your ‘real’ hometown, or your actual family. Belonging is a tough word to define, because there are so many fake versions of it. I love it and am hapoy that that is the word that showed up. YAY!!
I dont belong to anyone anymore. not that i ever wanted to belong to somebody but now i dont believe i belong with anymore. perhaps i belong in another state. i probably just don’t belong anywhere
hmmmm, to belong. it is not always desirable to belong, for to belong is to a face in a crowd, to be lost in a sea of comfort zones. some thrive in a safe enviroment, some try to escape it.
OH MANN IM BELONGING TO THIS WORLD AND I FEEL ALLRIGHT. IM BELONGING TO A GROUP IN THIS WORLD AND I FEEL OKAY. IM BELONGING TO A CULT IN THIS WORLD AND I DONT KNOW IF ITS RIGHT IM BELONGING TO ANOTHER AND I KNOW IT IS CORRECT I BELONG
everybody must belong someplace if you don’t have a place to belong or someone than you are lost. you aren’t sure of who you are you are there. to belong somewhere means that you found something to make you feel safe and whole. everyone has something different. it just means you are a whole now
He never was one to belong. John constantly lived on the outside of the so called social circle, until that day, that day when he invented people in his mind and then he was happy. Until they told him to kill his puppy.
ambient sounds waves over ears also feeling wanted and not having to worry and wonderful and warm comfortable that sort of fuzzed unfocused spot everything sort of out of focus but it works and youre happy and everything fits right
belong, i don’t really know what to write about it. I feel like i don’t belong to him any more. there is one thing. But i could go on forever about my relationship with him. I won’t ever feel like i belong to him. He has changed to much.
I never belonged to the club. As soon as I showed up, I knew that I wasn’t in. They all looked at me, eyes went up and down. They threw things at me. My glasses fogged up. I walked out into the hallway, but their calls chased me. I ran. I got into my car and drove away. The worst part was knowing that the next day, I would have to go and see them again.
I want to belong where I technically belong, but I feel so much more at home when I am not at home. I guess honestly I really don’t want to belong where I belong. I want where I belong to be different. Of course I know better what you have is what you have.
You don’t belong here! How many times have you heard that? Where do you belong? With a group of friends? With your family? Alone? In a dark, dark room? How emo is that? This belongs in the trash just as much as it belongs anywhere else. I wonder if I belong on this site or not? Hmm… I do have fun when I do this though.
Most of the time I feel like I don’t belong where I am at that moment. That, I have gathered, is a feeling that fades with age. Or, at least there is a day when I will have to decide to breath the air that is mine.
She sat under the maple tree. The same one she had begun frequenting after that first day at school.
‘Why can’t they just accept…Why is there any reason not too… ‘
She sat in the shade pondering in the quite. Nothing but her lunch, her tree, her thoughts.
She was alone.
For me, to belong is one of our most basic needs. Our sense of community is a high priority in an individualized world of fragmentary selves. We belong to one another and with one another.
I never felt that I belonged to the local group. I always wanted to feel as though I was part of something, and never did. I makes me sad and happy at the same time to not belong. Maybe someday I might, but maybe that day I’ll decide it doesn’t matter.
I don’t belong under fluorescent lights and beside long tables… I belong in a studio under the sun, sewing up my best friend as bullets go by and we get up and write poems by brook, his new stitches keeping in the blood
We all belong in the same catagory. Our similiraty is in being different. Our hopes are the same: to be recognized. The reasons, the next step: all that is different. Coloncoloncolon. why. Shaiza when nothing belongs it is impossible for anything to not belong. but when all belong the world is false and a joke and surreal
it’s something i want to do. something i never felt like i have before. sometimes i feel it here. sometimes i feel like i’ve found my place. and other times i feel so isolated, so much on the outside looking in. it’s like im speaking a foreign language, peering in on another culture.
I looked at you, your beautiful eyes sparkled in the moonlight. I wish you knew how i felt. I wish i had told you all along. Now it’s to late. You’re already death touched body lays in my arms.
I know we belong, but
Do you belong to a family? Some of us don’t have the luxury of knowing who our fathers or mothers were. No, I don’t have a bloodline, but I have something more; I have people who need me. I have my friends, my comrades. I do belong to a family.
i never felt like i belong here. i am accepted and loved by many people but it never feels quite right. i wonder if i will always feel like this or if i escape from this place i will feel better. 4 more years and i will find out.
we belong together…it was the song that made me think of everything. Family,friends,the way my aunt whom I lived with yelled at me for no reason,the way he held me and the way my dog,Star would lay at my bed. It was amazing to me that a song like this made me remember the happiness and the sadness I’ve gone through. But it makes me look for ward to the future.
Where do we all belong, we all look for that one place where we feel truly at home, and for awhile one of us will find it, and we feel truly loved and needed, and as if this is my place to be, but in just a day all of that can leave…it is so tragic, but true. Somewhere in this big world is our true home though. Somewhere where we belong….
where is it that any of us belong? do I belong here or there? why do I want to belong to him, and why can’t I be happy belonging to no one? where do we go from here? are you going to change at all? do you realize what you are doing? I can’t belong here. I don’t know where else will accept me. I can’t. but I will. I will do as told. I will not care. I may die inside, but maybe that is where I truly belong. with all the others that have died inside.
i belong. finally. i found a community thats supports me. my thoughts are more positive and i feel safe. and yet,,,,i still feel the words iam writing are all lie. ?
I don’t belong anywhere. Nobody does. We all just wander floating through space and time. Then we die. It ends. Final Word. Bottom line.
to always be part of that whole i could enebevr quite grasp. like cold in a bottle during the deepest parches throat of summer. belong to you i can never, because you yourself belong to someone else. I’m a silly man with useless desires but they belong to me.
I often feel that I don’t belong, but what does “belonging” really mean anyway? Does it mean conforming to standards set by our warped society? Perhaps a sense of belonging is something that must be built intrinsically upon a foundation of positive self-worth and spiritual solidity.
I belong to Jesus Christ. He belongs to God. \Everyone needs to belong to Jesus. You will never be the same.. If you want everlasting life.. Belong to Jesus Christ.
Belonging is the ever present anxiety of the youth of America. Throughout our lives, we are told to strive to not just run with the pack, but to be strong individuals with strong indentities. Nevermind that when we do truly attempt to be outspoken, expressive people, the things we say and do can often lead to being ostrisized.
I don’t belong here.
i don’t my school sucks i want to leave but i love it. its like one of those destructive relationships u c on Murry or Jerry springer. soon college but where to go?… i just hope its not another
people spend their enery, their hearts, every second their given simply to belong; to be a part of something, of someone, judt to know that they are living; that they are living for something