what everyone is to everyone else essentially or at least how i see myself as well as others and the others of others to everyone else. too much to take. where i lay my blame. that’s the word and the myth. i can’t live up to either of it. misunderstood.
chelsea
Bunnies. Bunnies are misunderstood. Who can really understand them if whenever we see them we stick them in a cage and expect them to be fuzzy on demand? They just want to be free and share the bunny love, but we force them to do otherwise.
Vic
I am misunderstood. People think I’m outgoing, an extrovert, but I’m really just a fragile little flower needing constant nurturing and reassurance. Oh poor me, I even make myself feel sorry for myself. Maybe its just the way I feel today, fragile, that makes me feel misunderstood. Aren’t we all misunderstood to a degree. Then there are people that I think I get completely. Then they even surprise me.
Karin
i am misunderstood in the way i am about music. i love it, but i love it too much to have it constanctly blasting, – especially this horribly pop crap. “dorm life” is it? well dorm life sucks if it means my hating music because i can’t ever listen to anything good. and “immature” you say? well. “suck my balls.” that’s an immature threat. or response. or whatever.
larya
Our love was misunderstood. He was the town’s alcoholic, I was the girl who saved his life twice. I didn’t care though, I had my weaknesses too and he understood them. We understood each other. We just misunderstood others.
Hann
I don’t know what to write. I feel misunderstood most of the time. People think that i’m such a happy go lucky person and i’m not. One person in high school told me i was the happiest person they knew and it made me so sad because i wasn’t happy at all. I felt so alone.
Mae
Albino black people, people with fetishes, Calculus,
Ethan
Everyone thinks they’re misunderstood, but they’re not at all.
You
Sometimes I just know that the students misunderstand me. It’s not so much that they twist my words, it’s that they haven’t even heard my words. I’m not sure what they’re doing in those cramped desks of theirs. They quietly watch me… but is anything going in through those ears of theirs?
Anna
I feel misunderstood, why am I typing this. I wonder what the point of this writing is. Does anyone know. Fuck..I have a test tomorrow morning. Ah god whet the hell…I want to see my girl its been too long…what am I supposed to do now. This is really uh…
Aaron
i’m misunderstood because of what i study, what i read, and what I like. I’m not “like” what I study, I jut like to study it. I’m not some freak or anything, but you say the word theology and people get a funny look on their faces. I’m just interested in peoples relationship to it.
Anne
I had never seemed to fit into the crowd. Some would call me misunderstood, I personally think I just didn’t want to be misunderstood.
Sam
yes it is the truth that came to mind at first, to find its way
out and burst into the world
with out a single tear
Fanoulis
welcome to the idea of no one knowing what you are trying to get across, who your trying to be and what exactly you want to do. People don’t take you seriously, which can be hard. You feel under-valued.
annalise
feeling that one is not understood or not represented correctly or as intended.
Chance Rush
its like I knew it was true when everyone stared at me…why?
Ashley Scott
There are so many things that are misunderstood. Words, feelings, expressions, hearts emotions. Selves. Misunderstood selves. Dreams that seemed so clear until you tried to grasp them and then you don’t know what they are or were or want to be. We misunderstand our own eyes when we look in the mirror and don’t know what we’re seeing. I misunderstood you so many times. Did you understand me, ever? Can two humans understand eachother?
Abby Kern
There are so many things that are misunderstood. Words, feelings, expressions, hearts emotions. Selves. Misunderstood selves. Dreams that seemed so clear until you tried to grasp them and then you don’t know what they are or were or want to be. We misunderstand our own eyes when we look in the mirror and don’t know what we’re seeing. I misunderstood you so many times. Did you understand me, ever? Can two humans understand eachother?
Abby Kern
soemtimes feel i am misunderstood cause i live in this shitty country and never really speak the launguage 100% and i hate been out of place..hmmm is this right!! i am not realy sure what i am supposed to be doing? is that what misunderstanding something is? oh dear the time is running out…hmmm
sophie
me in a nitshell, cant say wat i want dont mean wat i say…feel misunderstood comstantly least bein misunderstood means your different!!!
Jess
forever in life am i misunderstood… left on the fringes of society like a dog without a home. to be misunderstood is to be an individual without a realm, we live in a way plenty of others are envious… but in all actuality, they could never percieve the grand pressures of its realities.
Steven
I am so misunderstood. I went to the store and asked for a bag of pickles. They thought I was getting it for sexual purposes. Really I was just making a salad. When will people realize that I’m not just a porn star? I am a real person too. A real person that likes salad.
Chelsea Ruff
i have always been misunderstood. i always feel like i live in a world where i don’t belong: where i still don’t know my own meaning. sometimes it feels like i’m lost. others it feels like i’m waiting to be found. sometimes its sadness, othertimes loneliness. but most of the time, i think im just misunderstood.
Amy Paterson
Pink. Shitty music. My life. You, me, the way it used to be and the way it is now. Pitbulls. Life. Love. Hate. Preachers. Saints. Demons. Dreams. Freud. Fish. Cats. Everything is misunderstood.
Ashley
you look in my eyes but you don’t see inside my mind. my skin is a disguise. my words cannot possibly explain who i am. i am misunderstood.
deanna
Darkness, such a horrible word. It’s misunderstood, though. It’s not always bad to be shrouded in darkness, occasionally you want to be there, letting it surround you as you fall asleep, or even keeping you hidden, from any particular thing. Music can be dark, though that doesn’t make it bad, and people who are shrouded in darkness are very often the good guys, though we don’t get to see their work..
Christina
you ever felt misunderstood? i have. hurts likea bitch but you get through it. its not easy to make people understand your point of view when theyve never been there before. But find one person who undrstands and you’ll go far.
rose
What I don’t seem to grasp is how other people think.
I concoct ideas out of misshapen words- rarely abstract ideas.
Or I can picture a scene in my head- a home movie, really.
Although, what I’d really like to know is, is it normal to imagine your friends masturbating?
Is is normal to imagine horror trailers?
annie
i was sitting on a bench in the park. i saw some one , i waved , i smiled no response
she was wearing shades. may be she was blind. i thought so. she was not.
pranjal
i’m sick of your bitching, no one understands you? we all go through the same old shit in one form or another. we all live with violence, hate, and fear. the only thing that makes you different from me is the 90 pounds of eyeliner and poorly cut hair.
Toxie
Those Ay-rabs have been misunderestimatin’ me! They just don’t understand the military strength of the You-nited States! Send in the troops!
Perhaps our new president will not be quite as misunderstood.
vish
it’s all a misunderstanding. really, you see that I am happy. Maybe I’m wrong…
it’s a decision between what’s rational and what is emotional.
Everything is wrong if it’s emotional. this is what feels right. this is just how I feel comfortable.
so remind me again why I have to draw that line? remind me again why I’m stuck here…
if I want this, I have to go and get it. I suppose. but it’s not going to be any different.
Samie
you’ve misunderstood the meaning. I’ve been meaning to tell you, all day, all day long. I mean to move you, to move your heart. I mean a lot. I know you understand. Completely. You understand it.
Diana
Ha! So much self pity and so little effort put toward improving ones life and making it what one whines that it’s not. Pity is the bane of my existence.
Allison
Why is everyone misunderstood? It doesn’t make sense. Everyone should just try to get along, and try their very hardest to understand each other. It would mean much less pain in this world, much less hurt. The world would be a happier place, where everyone would enjoy living everyday. Unfortunately, that cannot, and will never happen.
himisu
i am so misunderstood, some things just are misinterpreted of me. a lot of people are like me. misunderstood and unappreciated. it’s annoying…
if everyone understood everyone, the world would be a better place…don’t you think? But that is never going to happen.
Absey
misunderstood coffee beans still dribbling in the machine yearned to reach the sun behind the glass panel;
fake beans, fake sun, everything just painted on a wall in the bookstore.
are those books true to themselves?
phoo
There was a little girl. She remember everything that she ever heard or saw. She was revered as a goddess by her people. Often, they would come to her for advice and they always obeyed what she said. She was protected from the horror of the world, and gained no experienced in how to deal with the world. She couldn’t really understand what she remembered. But still she gave the people what they wanted to hear, and the people listened. And the people suffered.
Jarrisk
It can mean alot. can show alot. Can be very powerful. When i seen the word “oneword” i could think of many more words. I just didnt think about the “oneword” that I seen. In front of my eyes.
De
Misunderstood, people never understand the view points of my life.
what everyone is to everyone else essentially or at least how i see myself as well as others and the others of others to everyone else. too much to take. where i lay my blame. that’s the word and the myth. i can’t live up to either of it. misunderstood.
Bunnies. Bunnies are misunderstood. Who can really understand them if whenever we see them we stick them in a cage and expect them to be fuzzy on demand? They just want to be free and share the bunny love, but we force them to do otherwise.
I am misunderstood. People think I’m outgoing, an extrovert, but I’m really just a fragile little flower needing constant nurturing and reassurance. Oh poor me, I even make myself feel sorry for myself. Maybe its just the way I feel today, fragile, that makes me feel misunderstood. Aren’t we all misunderstood to a degree. Then there are people that I think I get completely. Then they even surprise me.
i am misunderstood in the way i am about music. i love it, but i love it too much to have it constanctly blasting, – especially this horribly pop crap. “dorm life” is it? well dorm life sucks if it means my hating music because i can’t ever listen to anything good. and “immature” you say? well. “suck my balls.” that’s an immature threat. or response. or whatever.
Our love was misunderstood. He was the town’s alcoholic, I was the girl who saved his life twice. I didn’t care though, I had my weaknesses too and he understood them. We understood each other. We just misunderstood others.
I don’t know what to write. I feel misunderstood most of the time. People think that i’m such a happy go lucky person and i’m not. One person in high school told me i was the happiest person they knew and it made me so sad because i wasn’t happy at all. I felt so alone.
Albino black people, people with fetishes, Calculus,
Everyone thinks they’re misunderstood, but they’re not at all.
Sometimes I just know that the students misunderstand me. It’s not so much that they twist my words, it’s that they haven’t even heard my words. I’m not sure what they’re doing in those cramped desks of theirs. They quietly watch me… but is anything going in through those ears of theirs?
I feel misunderstood, why am I typing this. I wonder what the point of this writing is. Does anyone know. Fuck..I have a test tomorrow morning. Ah god whet the hell…I want to see my girl its been too long…what am I supposed to do now. This is really uh…
i’m misunderstood because of what i study, what i read, and what I like. I’m not “like” what I study, I jut like to study it. I’m not some freak or anything, but you say the word theology and people get a funny look on their faces. I’m just interested in peoples relationship to it.
I had never seemed to fit into the crowd. Some would call me misunderstood, I personally think I just didn’t want to be misunderstood.
yes it is the truth that came to mind at first, to find its way
out and burst into the world
with out a single tear
welcome to the idea of no one knowing what you are trying to get across, who your trying to be and what exactly you want to do. People don’t take you seriously, which can be hard. You feel under-valued.
feeling that one is not understood or not represented correctly or as intended.
its like I knew it was true when everyone stared at me…why?
There are so many things that are misunderstood. Words, feelings, expressions, hearts emotions. Selves. Misunderstood selves. Dreams that seemed so clear until you tried to grasp them and then you don’t know what they are or were or want to be. We misunderstand our own eyes when we look in the mirror and don’t know what we’re seeing. I misunderstood you so many times. Did you understand me, ever? Can two humans understand eachother?
There are so many things that are misunderstood. Words, feelings, expressions, hearts emotions. Selves. Misunderstood selves. Dreams that seemed so clear until you tried to grasp them and then you don’t know what they are or were or want to be. We misunderstand our own eyes when we look in the mirror and don’t know what we’re seeing. I misunderstood you so many times. Did you understand me, ever? Can two humans understand eachother?
soemtimes feel i am misunderstood cause i live in this shitty country and never really speak the launguage 100% and i hate been out of place..hmmm is this right!! i am not realy sure what i am supposed to be doing? is that what misunderstanding something is? oh dear the time is running out…hmmm
me in a nitshell, cant say wat i want dont mean wat i say…feel misunderstood comstantly least bein misunderstood means your different!!!
forever in life am i misunderstood… left on the fringes of society like a dog without a home. to be misunderstood is to be an individual without a realm, we live in a way plenty of others are envious… but in all actuality, they could never percieve the grand pressures of its realities.
I am so misunderstood. I went to the store and asked for a bag of pickles. They thought I was getting it for sexual purposes. Really I was just making a salad. When will people realize that I’m not just a porn star? I am a real person too. A real person that likes salad.
i have always been misunderstood. i always feel like i live in a world where i don’t belong: where i still don’t know my own meaning. sometimes it feels like i’m lost. others it feels like i’m waiting to be found. sometimes its sadness, othertimes loneliness. but most of the time, i think im just misunderstood.
Pink. Shitty music. My life. You, me, the way it used to be and the way it is now. Pitbulls. Life. Love. Hate. Preachers. Saints. Demons. Dreams. Freud. Fish. Cats. Everything is misunderstood.
you look in my eyes but you don’t see inside my mind. my skin is a disguise. my words cannot possibly explain who i am. i am misunderstood.
Darkness, such a horrible word. It’s misunderstood, though. It’s not always bad to be shrouded in darkness, occasionally you want to be there, letting it surround you as you fall asleep, or even keeping you hidden, from any particular thing. Music can be dark, though that doesn’t make it bad, and people who are shrouded in darkness are very often the good guys, though we don’t get to see their work..
you ever felt misunderstood? i have. hurts likea bitch but you get through it. its not easy to make people understand your point of view when theyve never been there before. But find one person who undrstands and you’ll go far.
What I don’t seem to grasp is how other people think.
I concoct ideas out of misshapen words- rarely abstract ideas.
Or I can picture a scene in my head- a home movie, really.
Although, what I’d really like to know is, is it normal to imagine your friends masturbating?
Is is normal to imagine horror trailers?
i was sitting on a bench in the park. i saw some one , i waved , i smiled no response
she was wearing shades. may be she was blind. i thought so. she was not.
i’m sick of your bitching, no one understands you? we all go through the same old shit in one form or another. we all live with violence, hate, and fear. the only thing that makes you different from me is the 90 pounds of eyeliner and poorly cut hair.
Those Ay-rabs have been misunderestimatin’ me! They just don’t understand the military strength of the You-nited States! Send in the troops!
Perhaps our new president will not be quite as misunderstood.
it’s all a misunderstanding. really, you see that I am happy. Maybe I’m wrong…
it’s a decision between what’s rational and what is emotional.
Everything is wrong if it’s emotional. this is what feels right. this is just how I feel comfortable.
so remind me again why I have to draw that line? remind me again why I’m stuck here…
if I want this, I have to go and get it. I suppose. but it’s not going to be any different.
you’ve misunderstood the meaning. I’ve been meaning to tell you, all day, all day long. I mean to move you, to move your heart. I mean a lot. I know you understand. Completely. You understand it.
Ha! So much self pity and so little effort put toward improving ones life and making it what one whines that it’s not. Pity is the bane of my existence.
Why is everyone misunderstood? It doesn’t make sense. Everyone should just try to get along, and try their very hardest to understand each other. It would mean much less pain in this world, much less hurt. The world would be a happier place, where everyone would enjoy living everyday. Unfortunately, that cannot, and will never happen.
i am so misunderstood, some things just are misinterpreted of me. a lot of people are like me. misunderstood and unappreciated. it’s annoying…
if everyone understood everyone, the world would be a better place…don’t you think? But that is never going to happen.
misunderstood coffee beans still dribbling in the machine yearned to reach the sun behind the glass panel;
fake beans, fake sun, everything just painted on a wall in the bookstore.
are those books true to themselves?
There was a little girl. She remember everything that she ever heard or saw. She was revered as a goddess by her people. Often, they would come to her for advice and they always obeyed what she said. She was protected from the horror of the world, and gained no experienced in how to deal with the world. She couldn’t really understand what she remembered. But still she gave the people what they wanted to hear, and the people listened. And the people suffered.
It can mean alot. can show alot. Can be very powerful. When i seen the word “oneword” i could think of many more words. I just didnt think about the “oneword” that I seen. In front of my eyes.
Misunderstood, people never understand the view points of my life.