Seung Cho Hui Loser poem

This is a poem Cho wrote.

a boy named LOSER
a boy named LOSER
walks off the sidewalk, shudders into his house,
and lays his weary head to sleep and dream.
In his dream, he lives two lives,
because in this world he has no life,
no class, no friends—just a Moron in this world.
During its long hours in the real world,
it’s no surprise he is LOSER.
Everyone knows—too bad—they say, only if he had a life.
Under the bright, cruel sun, he hulls his feet into his house.
Thinks about the two other lives.
Keeps on dreaming. Day dream.
What to do, what to say but dream.
That’s what losers do in this world,
where normal guys live their happy lives,
worry-free and be themselves, unlike LOSER.
A normal guy throws parties at his house,
but not LOSER—he has no life.
Be happy, be normal, get a life,
he says to himself; he can only in his dream:
In LOSER’s little mind, he brings over a girl to this house.
Only if he could do that in this real world.
LOSER. What can I say, that’s what losers do. LOSER!
Only if LOSER could live his lives.
Something LOSER can’t ever do!—lives those lives
and be normal and actually have a life.
You know why he can’t do it? He’s LOSER.
With everything he longs for, all he can do is dream
trapped in this world, in this wronged world.
Nothing to do but drag his heavy feet back into the house.
All alone in his little house
he likes to think he’s living his lives,
in his own safe little world.
No one tells him, LOSER, get a life!
No one gives him the hand gesture in his dream.
No one calls him LOSER:
Darn straight! This boy really is LOSER—LOSER with no life!
and he knows it. But he (what can he do) likes to live in his pathetic dream
drowning down in his little quirky house anyway—My Gawd! What a LOSER!


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An interesting poem, I can relate to it.

"KEINER ist gegangen" - said Sébastien - uhm - Elohim Springborn.
Sorry, but - true story.

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greetz
Stanley Harris Cooper

Gosh, it's always taken my breath away thinking about how many short stories Cho authored during his time as a student at Virginia Tech. I never even knew this poem existed up until now, and it makes me wonder how many more Seung Hui-Cho created.

I don't see the need for authority figures to withhold such content from the public, it isn't really that harmful. If a person's identity is used in one of the poems, then sure I understand why it would need to be redacted, but I doubt that would be the case with most; if not all of Mr. Cho's literature.

Thanks for sharing this, it speaks to me.

The last line reminds me of Dylan's journal - it must've been inspired by him.
"My Gawd! What a LOSER!"

lose_lose or win-win - just like pop rocks adn pepsi or firing marshmallows - creamed like Fluffy (R) - cynic like dramtic ironoy bein' called for verbal iron's sake and expediences sake with new words for a new president and flocinaucinihilipilification (die gerigschaetzung once and for goods) - i like chocolate mice.

nuh-uh - rice, rice, forumwarz.com/

by the way - who is hillary clinton? and why has lewinsky tackeld down and filled up her lonely man's uh - *censorship redacted by Jeff Co xoxo*

greetz
Nightshiftstalker feat STALKER

sincerely yours,
mr *cynic, pathos intended*

Stan Harris Cooper

do you know "die weissheit der hunde" (a work about kyniker )philosophy wise - yeah-

;D

It's things like this that give me so much respect to Seung and who he was before the massacre, Seung was me, I had the same school life as him. and I understand why he did what he did and if nobody can accept that I understand it, so be it.

Thanks for posting the poem, fascinating look into Cho's mind. Anyone know when it was written? It seems like it was written when the anger clearly shown in his manifesto was still developing, before he hit the 'point of no return' , mentally ,so to speak, which he clearly has in his manifesto.

My gawd ?
Makes me think cho has read E/D's journals

Great look into him mind through this poem really shows us his deep feelings. I feel he tried to get help and no one recognised his calls for help very sad. Very interesting case!!

Levins24 wrote:

Great look into him mind through this poem really shows us his deep feelings. I feel he tried to get help and no one recognised his calls for help very sad. Very interesting case!!

My recollection is that he was actually ordered to attend outpatient treatment and did not comply. Unfortunately, there was no oversight so he never got help and he was able to purchase a gun when he should not have been able to.

I feel bad for Cho every time I read that poem. Maybe he was talking about himself?