Hello Gackt! I was bored today, so I took a look at the list of people who've put me on their favorite authors list, and guess what I saw! A penname I didn't even recognize! And so, of course, I felt the need to introduce myself and review something of yours. This is what I've chosen. I'll comment as I read.

1.) "How they pet-name you to their own liking." -- Yeah, I'm sort of guilty of that kind of thing. Ah well!

2.) "They have put me in a place... to which I don't belong..." -- I'd suggest "where I don't belong" or something. The "to which" feels very awkward here.

3.) "Can I have my painting back…I am nothing without it… / Can they hand me my soul again...it was not theirs to take… / Can they be thoughtful enough to put life back into me…?" -- I really like the concept you're trying to get across with these lines! Well done! But I don't like the way you're trying to do it. See how the first of these lines starts with "Can I"? That sounds great! But then the next lines are "Can THEY" lines, and those don't have as much strength to them. I'd suggest either writing them like: "Can I have my soul back again" or else "Can you hand me my soul again". This would fit well with the "Can I have my painting back" line as well as the "So I will wait..." line later, without losing any meaning. Do you understand?

Very good! An excellent poem. I really like the message you're trying to get across! I think we've all felt kind of lost in the crowd at some point.

The only think I don't like about this poem is all of the "..."s that are in it. They're sort of distracting. Why not just start a new line there instead? It would look a lot cleaner and still give you the sense of a mental pause that you're going for with the "...". Formatting is important sometimes! :)

Very well done! I'm most impressed. Thanks for the poem and good luck writing! -- Ruatha

This poem kinda reminds me of a certain part of the book "Why the Cagebird Sings" by Maya Angelou. It was when the lady who "owned" Maya was about to give her a new name, but Maya was able to get herself fired from her job so she could keep her image. It happened to her friend, Glory, who worked there. She was still waiting for the Mrs. to change her name.

You have lost your reflection...yet I have lost my name...

This really stood out to me... I have written something similar "Without A Page"

I know the pain entailed here...and I'm sorry. If only people could hear us, learn who we are before they judge...

thanks so much for all your reviews, you just dont know how flattered i am! anyway...I really like this poem- its a really kind of revaltion feeling to it. And a great revaltion you come to aswell! Its a beauitful poem, great stuff.

awesome poem! i love this a lot. beautiful piece. i know how you feel, and you conveyed this wonderfully. that desire for individuality and originality, for not conforming to the expectations and stereotypes of others. so great job on this. ^_^

interesting, an original take/view...nicely written...easy to read (meaning no obvious awkwardness in your writing)... yup, most certainly liked it

Nice.

Whatever you were going for with this you achieved it :|

I like this poem alot. It really is a sort of moral peice in a way... or a coming of age type thing. I think that it shows that you dont want to be categorized, that your unique and more than what people force you to be in their eyes. I love this. The line, "can I haev my painting back...I am nothing without it..." I love that line. It was beautiful...sort of condemming in a way. Anyways, I am babbling. Great piece. I liked it alot.

I have definitely been there. MaybeI haven't left entirely. Great poem. I love the way you describe how you feel.

Wow, this is great! And I can totally relate. Being around others so often that they just seem to have sucked all of yourself out of you... you become someone else and you can't find who you are anymore...yeah I've been there.

~CB414

Absolutely love it!! I know exactly what you mean, how people place you in aplace and take away what they think is you and twist it. Really awesome!

This is a very beautiful work of art brought to life with words instead of paints. Excellent use of imagry as well. Keep up the great writings!

This was beautiful. I love the line "Can they hand me my soul again...it was not theirs to take". You showed how everyone does it someone, maybe even to themselves. Great job :)

i love the feel you've written here, the quiet despair. it's really vivid for that. you have an excellent flow, and you keep your style throughout the entire poem. and brilliant metaphor about the painting on the wrong wall. the only thing i didn't really like was all the "..." you used. of course, with this it's for style, but when they get overused in anything their significance is really dimmed. and sometimes line breaks really work better. but this is still a great poem. well done =) do me a favour and check out something i've written?

~k8

quite melancholy and sounds tragic, but it is true and most of us just stand behind bars helplessly as everything of our existence falls apart...your best work yet!-anime freakizoid X^_^X