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[sid] => 12752
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Coping With My Sensitivity And Frankness
[time] => 2003-02-16 08:40:00
[hometext] => This was written at a time when I was extremely frustrated and trying to deal with issues such as acceptance and the like.In the end I decided that the best thing to do was to continue being myself and not give up on the qualities that make me the person that I am.
[bodytext] => Sensitivity and frankness are qualities of the mind;
Nostalgic feelings which make you look behind, Emotions which spur in a moment, Can sometimes be a great torment... In this big bad world as people do say... there's no place if you are sensitive today, But then I ask do only hypocrites succeed... In a competitive world which does not accede? Is it wrong to tell people the truth... when in reality they are so uncouth? Can you ever call a donkey a horse even though it might fill him with remorse? But this is what people don't like, they'd rather tell you to go on a hike; They just want to show you can't get along, as though you were the only one who was wrong..... How then do I get out of this abyss... where only diplomacy can get you the right to exist. The whole world tells you to be pragmatic, as though you were here babbling like a lunatic. Do I change myself for the selected few, who think I must get a character which is new? I'm beginning to get an inferiority complex... and I'm sure there is going to be a great reflex. An outburst which I cannot bear... with impotent fury my pillow I tear.. Why then do I feel so hurt when people tell me that I'm too curt? I want to share my feelings with someone nice... without being told to stop in a trice. But I think my nature is my fate, and I'm not losing my sensitivity in this spate. I know I'll have to be alert, and not be easily offended or hurt, But don't you too experience the pain when someone tells you you're a sick old dame? Enough I've had of all this retrospection, and to top it all this cynical inspection, and I know I'm not the only exception, to go through this period of exasperation. But let me tell you my originality shall be my inspiration, I shall achieve my goal by perspiration, I've got this feeling I'm not alone... In this thing they call the "psychic zone" and enough is enough that I've withstood, I won't run away as I earlier would. I can somehow feel myself change, In a world which I feel is slightly deranged. I don't want to cry and I don't want to sigh... but I definitely think I can give it a try. I want to be happy and not at all blue... And I'll do it so well people won't have a clue! I'm going to be more decisive... and I'll try not to be impulsive. But I won't let people take me for granted... and no I'm not fickle-minded... I think I'll stop complaining and nagging.. and I'm finding a way to cope with this ragging. If they tease me I'll tell'em I was born that way... That I guess should make my day! I"ll try to make some little adjustments, But I'm not letting people to hand me judgements, I'll try and do the best that I can and not land into the fire from the frying pan!! Will someone please accept me just the way I am? With my sensitivity and frankness and all that jam.. Fine I'll make you do just that.. before which I won't even squat. I won't rest until I accomplish my mission, and I'll remain tight-lipped about my decision, because one wrong step I take which is imprudent, and they will label me impudent! Sorry, if you felt this is a psychology lecture, but I'm afraid its my character infrastructure... I feel these days I'm more optimistic... and am able to cope with what's realistic. so I hope you've liked reading this bit, and I sincerely pray there's a moral you've picked...... and all that I can say in the end is: Believe in yourself and please comprehend! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Jaya [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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