I'm no Richard Cory

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  1. redsoxocd

    redsoxocd living on the border

    I'm no Richard Cory
    By She'Davia Williams

    I'm no "Richard Cory"
    Though I often seem like him
    Like everything is going right
    And nothing at all can make me cry

    But what I really feel inside
    Is something more profound
    I feel like ****
    I feel like crap
    Like I dont want to be around

    But no, I'm no "Richard Cory"
    I dont have everything
    I dont have fame
    I dont have money
    I have no reason to sing

    People do not admire me
    As I walk throughout the town
    Instead they stare
    And shake their heads
    As if they all wear gold crowns

    Yes, I'm no "Richard Cory"
    But his path was quite intriguing
    He had everyone fooled
    He made everyone drool
    But to him his life was quite fatiguing

    I will not be "Richard Cory"
    I wont do what he did
    on "one calm summer night"
    I will not "put a bullet through [my] head"

    "Richard Cory" was not like I
    He made the choice to die
    But I wont take that
    I will fight back
    Until I can make everything right

    See, I'm no "Richard Cory"

    I was inspired to write this poem after reading the poem "Richard Cory" by Edward Arlington Robinson. This is the poem "Richard Cory"

    Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
    We people on the pavement looked at him:
    He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
    Clean favored and imperially slim.

    And he was always quietly arrayed,
    And he was always human when he talked,
    But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
    "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

    And he was rich--yes, richer than a king--
    And admirably schooled in every grace:
    In fine, we thought that he was everything
    To make us wish that we were in his place.

    So on we worked, and waited for the light,
    And went without the meat and cursed the bread;
    And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
    Went home and put a bullet through his head.
    Last edited: Feb 6, 2008

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