Themselves
carried away in this fleeting moment everyone is thinking about them
even themselves
so am I
here I am writing about them
they should consider themselves lucky
but oh so selfish they are!
They would enjoy life way more if they learned
to be less selfish and the only time they thought or worried about themselves was for grades in school or their health.
They saw themselves
reflected upon their friends
and their enemies and they thought
We have never been more proud
of being it.
milagros
If they were not that lost, on themselves, own their lives, their anxieties, their drugs, their paths. They woud´ve seen that I´d been dying right before their eyes.
They only think about themselves.
I hate them.
Why am I so lonely?
Katherine
How to be “themselves”?
How is anyone “themselves”?
Bobbi
sounds funny when its plural, but then i don’t even know what the singular is themself that’s not even a word silly, themselves i wonder what all the themselves are doing
thea
They only think about themselves, those girls, you know the ones I am talking about, they live a fake life, they are oh so fake.
Stutting around with their triple push up bras
and the have fake friends too
all the think about is NOT THEMSELVES
after all now that I think about it.. the
ONLY CARE ABOUT WHAT OTHER CARE ABOUT THEM.
OTHER MEANING ALL OF US THAT SURROUND THEM.
Rebecca
Us and them. You and I. Never alone with himself, herself or themselves, but always alone. We see each other through screens, but never see each other.
John Komarek
Themselves. They love themselves. I don’t love myself. But they love themselves. I wish I loved myself more… I wish they loved me more, too. Maybe there’s a secret to loving yourself. I don’t know what it is that makes them love themselves.
Abby
they are so obsessed with themselves, the think of no one else.
Sometimes I am selfish as well, just like them and I too only think about myself.
I am ashamed that I ever was like them.
Everyone should be nice and help eachother out.
The world would be without a doubt a way better place if everyone supported eachother and agreed to disagree.
THEY NEED TO STOP ONLY THINKING ABOUT THEMSELVES
WE HAVE TO STOP ONLY THINKING ABOUT OURSELVES
LETS START NOW!
READY SET GO!
Rebecca
It’s always about themselves.
It’s like we doe’snt exist, it’s
just their own, selfish selves.
I’m sick of it and sick of this world,
they can f*ck themselves.
Jo
They never saw themselves as heroes, but rather as a group of men doing their jobs. They never asked for reward or even praise- no, they would go on their way, silently saving lives.
Elizabeth
they were themselves
they whimpered as
the sky grew dark
and they felt their arms
falling off of their bodies
they sang together
one hundred thousand notes
they were themselves
under the nightsky
they wore dresses made
of yesterday’s thoughts
and tomorrow they will be nude
they are themselves
P
it’s always about the other, isn’t it? what if the other is within me? I have all these people inside of me, but if they’re inside do I still get to call them them?
Luiza
Pronouns are always so lonely. Untouchable, uncertain.
Mackenzie
others who think about their life and maybe i’m alone the universe in immense and I’m alone with myself and you are alone but you don’t exist so don’t worry
giorgia
So many people only think about themselves. I mean we all do at some point in our lives. It is important to be sure to think of others and what they may want and make decisions based on everyone. When you do this you will find that although you may not seem to be winning, you will be rewarded in the end.
They sat by themselves for entire hour just talking. It was the best thing that she could think of to do. So simple, but so deep. You can get to know so much about a person by just having a long talk. It makes sense though. She didn’t know what else they could do, he was hard to read.
Elizabeth
I hope they eat themselves alive. Those bitches. Those fucking arrogant and selfish bitches. I give and give and give and give. And those assholes just take and take and take and take until I’m left with nothing but my heart in pieces and my pride in shambles. How can they consider themselves my true friends when they’ve given me nothing?
they think about themselves
wonder how you are but never call
i think about myself too. talk too much
but never the less i call and ask
how are you?
they never hesitate to answer
e
themselves.
themshelves.
them shelves.
WOW, look at THEM SHELVES! them shelves are great
-them shelves are purple
-them shelves are neat
-them shelves are mine
– i love them shelves
sophocles
The people we hold dearer
Tend to hold themselves dearest
While we are all left as a simple dear.
People think of themselves at the utmost
Spot
And wonder why
No one else joins them.
After all, isn’t their wonderful-ness obvious?
K. Mehrtens
People keep to themselves. I keep to myself. Sometimes I try to keep to others’ selves, and always end up unhappy, scorned, jaded, alone. Mind yourself, tend to yourself. Burn bridges if needed. Be alone.
Claudia
If we had time to know about the things we say to each other maybe if there was time it is crazy to want to know the things behind doors about the things we shouldn’t do
Skylure
they kept themselves to themselves
and that was that.
unlike everyone else,
they lived alone
and they died alone
and nothing in their life was an illusion.
Laura
They are changed, not on the outside, but within.
The inner workings of their minds rearranged and moved around once they stepped foot into the real world.
How can they be themselves?
Like a shell smoothed of the grooves that made it unique
by the lapping waves of the ocean.
People are kind to others so they can be kind to themselves.
Alex
They call themselves angels and I don’t know what to believe anymore. Can’t trust them, not yet anyway. Who knows what they might do to me. I can’t stand the incessant ticking of that clock that refuses to move, the constant whispers in my ear, the ringing noises. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just don’t know.
They are themselves because they do as they are. I do what I am not which is why I am myself. What’s the point though? We’re all going to die and then no one will be themselves. If anything we should all try to be someone else. It’s more fun that way.
Tilly
Everyone always says “be yourself”. And I guess that’s what I’m trying to do. Be myself. They’re all busy being themselves. But what else would I know how to do. They are themselves and I’m myself and that’s all I’ve ever known. We’ll only ever be ourselves. And we’ll never be like them.
They keep to themselves.
Others are pushed away by the aura that surrounds them and turned off by the “too cool for school” attitude radiating from their fake smiles and Abercrombie shirts.
They keep to themselves.
Bird
they sit there, faces drawn of all color
vacant bodies in a grey world
reflecting on the people they once were, the people they are, and the people they will be
they are entirely alone, despite sitting next to each other in neat, orderly rows
their guardians make sure that any traces of vibrancy are squeezed out of them like the orange juice they drink every morning
their lives are books of endless white pages
they are anything but themselves
Mads
People are amazing things just by themselves,
each have their own emoticons,
their own feelings,
their own world,
their own life.
Beautiful things can happen just by themselves,
and when people find another person to share their life with,
their world grows a little bigger,
and they learn to share ideas, dreams, and their love with someone else.
Carol
Are they really themselves or just a creation of everyone else?
A formulation of what is expected and desired and mirrored and constructed.
Thinking about themselves, they wer found, maybe in another spectrum, beyond earth and all things that could be touched. Like themselves. Like being alive.
Ava Blue
And so they carried themselves, off and away, to a distant place no one knew of.
No one cared.
That’s why they left in the first place.
Did you believe it? No, of course not. Why would we be writing about them if no one cared?
Some people only think about themselves. It is important to consider other people and what they might want. When you do this you will be rewarded even when you feel that your actions are in vain. Don’t neglect yourself to do this, you deserve the best too. Just consider all parties.
Vian wi
They sit along themselves. Together alone.
Taylor
every person if themselves- a complete person separate to you. Everyone from the person you sit next to in the cafe to the most popular kid in school has thoughts, hopes and secrets
annie
everybody just thinks about themselves even i do it and i hate it why cant peoplehelp everbody not just themselves
Themselves
carried away in this fleeting moment everyone is thinking about them
even themselves
so am I
here I am writing about them
they should consider themselves lucky
but oh so selfish they are!
They would enjoy life way more if they learned
to be less selfish and the only time they thought or worried about themselves was for grades in school or their health.
They saw themselves
reflected upon their friends
and their enemies and they thought
We have never been more proud
of being it.
If they were not that lost, on themselves, own their lives, their anxieties, their drugs, their paths. They woud´ve seen that I´d been dying right before their eyes.
They only think about themselves.
I hate them.
Why am I so lonely?
How to be “themselves”?
How is anyone “themselves”?
sounds funny when its plural, but then i don’t even know what the singular is themself that’s not even a word silly, themselves i wonder what all the themselves are doing
They only think about themselves, those girls, you know the ones I am talking about, they live a fake life, they are oh so fake.
Stutting around with their triple push up bras
and the have fake friends too
all the think about is NOT THEMSELVES
after all now that I think about it.. the
ONLY CARE ABOUT WHAT OTHER CARE ABOUT THEM.
OTHER MEANING ALL OF US THAT SURROUND THEM.
Us and them. You and I. Never alone with himself, herself or themselves, but always alone. We see each other through screens, but never see each other.
Themselves. They love themselves. I don’t love myself. But they love themselves. I wish I loved myself more… I wish they loved me more, too. Maybe there’s a secret to loving yourself. I don’t know what it is that makes them love themselves.
they are so obsessed with themselves, the think of no one else.
Sometimes I am selfish as well, just like them and I too only think about myself.
I am ashamed that I ever was like them.
Everyone should be nice and help eachother out.
The world would be without a doubt a way better place if everyone supported eachother and agreed to disagree.
THEY NEED TO STOP ONLY THINKING ABOUT THEMSELVES
WE HAVE TO STOP ONLY THINKING ABOUT OURSELVES
LETS START NOW!
READY SET GO!
It’s always about themselves.
It’s like we doe’snt exist, it’s
just their own, selfish selves.
I’m sick of it and sick of this world,
they can f*ck themselves.
They never saw themselves as heroes, but rather as a group of men doing their jobs. They never asked for reward or even praise- no, they would go on their way, silently saving lives.
they were themselves
they whimpered as
the sky grew dark
and they felt their arms
falling off of their bodies
they sang together
one hundred thousand notes
they were themselves
under the nightsky
they wore dresses made
of yesterday’s thoughts
and tomorrow they will be nude
they are themselves
it’s always about the other, isn’t it? what if the other is within me? I have all these people inside of me, but if they’re inside do I still get to call them them?
Pronouns are always so lonely. Untouchable, uncertain.
others who think about their life and maybe i’m alone the universe in immense and I’m alone with myself and you are alone but you don’t exist so don’t worry
So many people only think about themselves. I mean we all do at some point in our lives. It is important to be sure to think of others and what they may want and make decisions based on everyone. When you do this you will find that although you may not seem to be winning, you will be rewarded in the end.
They sat by themselves for entire hour just talking. It was the best thing that she could think of to do. So simple, but so deep. You can get to know so much about a person by just having a long talk. It makes sense though. She didn’t know what else they could do, he was hard to read.
I hope they eat themselves alive. Those bitches. Those fucking arrogant and selfish bitches. I give and give and give and give. And those assholes just take and take and take and take until I’m left with nothing but my heart in pieces and my pride in shambles. How can they consider themselves my true friends when they’ve given me nothing?
they think about themselves
wonder how you are but never call
i think about myself too. talk too much
but never the less i call and ask
how are you?
they never hesitate to answer
themselves.
themshelves.
them shelves.
WOW, look at THEM SHELVES! them shelves are great
-them shelves are purple
-them shelves are neat
-them shelves are mine
– i love them shelves
The people we hold dearer
Tend to hold themselves dearest
While we are all left as a simple dear.
People think of themselves at the utmost
Spot
And wonder why
No one else joins them.
After all, isn’t their wonderful-ness obvious?
People keep to themselves. I keep to myself. Sometimes I try to keep to others’ selves, and always end up unhappy, scorned, jaded, alone. Mind yourself, tend to yourself. Burn bridges if needed. Be alone.
If we had time to know about the things we say to each other maybe if there was time it is crazy to want to know the things behind doors about the things we shouldn’t do
they kept themselves to themselves
and that was that.
unlike everyone else,
they lived alone
and they died alone
and nothing in their life was an illusion.
They are changed, not on the outside, but within.
The inner workings of their minds rearranged and moved around once they stepped foot into the real world.
How can they be themselves?
Like a shell smoothed of the grooves that made it unique
by the lapping waves of the ocean.
People are kind to others so they can be kind to themselves.
They call themselves angels and I don’t know what to believe anymore. Can’t trust them, not yet anyway. Who knows what they might do to me. I can’t stand the incessant ticking of that clock that refuses to move, the constant whispers in my ear, the ringing noises. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just don’t know.
They are themselves because they do as they are. I do what I am not which is why I am myself. What’s the point though? We’re all going to die and then no one will be themselves. If anything we should all try to be someone else. It’s more fun that way.
Everyone always says “be yourself”. And I guess that’s what I’m trying to do. Be myself. They’re all busy being themselves. But what else would I know how to do. They are themselves and I’m myself and that’s all I’ve ever known. We’ll only ever be ourselves. And we’ll never be like them.
They keep to themselves.
Others are pushed away by the aura that surrounds them and turned off by the “too cool for school” attitude radiating from their fake smiles and Abercrombie shirts.
They keep to themselves.
they sit there, faces drawn of all color
vacant bodies in a grey world
reflecting on the people they once were, the people they are, and the people they will be
they are entirely alone, despite sitting next to each other in neat, orderly rows
their guardians make sure that any traces of vibrancy are squeezed out of them like the orange juice they drink every morning
their lives are books of endless white pages
they are anything but themselves
People are amazing things just by themselves,
each have their own emoticons,
their own feelings,
their own world,
their own life.
Beautiful things can happen just by themselves,
and when people find another person to share their life with,
their world grows a little bigger,
and they learn to share ideas, dreams, and their love with someone else.
Are they really themselves or just a creation of everyone else?
A formulation of what is expected and desired and mirrored and constructed.
False to the very core.
They are not themselves.
Thinking about themselves, they wer found, maybe in another spectrum, beyond earth and all things that could be touched. Like themselves. Like being alive.
And so they carried themselves, off and away, to a distant place no one knew of.
No one cared.
That’s why they left in the first place.
Did you believe it? No, of course not. Why would we be writing about them if no one cared?
Some people only think about themselves. It is important to consider other people and what they might want. When you do this you will be rewarded even when you feel that your actions are in vain. Don’t neglect yourself to do this, you deserve the best too. Just consider all parties.
They sit along themselves. Together alone.
every person if themselves- a complete person separate to you. Everyone from the person you sit next to in the cafe to the most popular kid in school has thoughts, hopes and secrets
everybody just thinks about themselves even i do it and i hate it why cant peoplehelp everbody not just themselves