Outside lives a guy with a smile that will brighten up the room, Yet inside hides a guy with a frown full of despair.
Outside lives a guy with eyes of joy that brings you to ease, Yet inside hides a guy shedding tears of sadness.
Outside lives a guy with a beautiful laugh that's contagious, Yet inside hides a guy screaming his lungs out in unwanted anger.
Outside lives a guy with the personality everyone envies, Yet inside hides a guy full of insecurities and shame.
Outside lives a guy who is fearless and tough, Yet inside hides a weak guy who lives in fear.
Outside lives a guy full of life, Yet inside hides a guy full of pain, wanting to die.
Outside lives a guy with a perfect image, Yet inside hides a guy with regrets and mistakes.
Outside lives a guy of innocence, Yet inside hides a guy with tremendous guilt. Outside lives a guy with goals and aspirations, Yet inside lives a guy lost in confusion.
What you see on the outside is my personal disguise, What hides underneath you can't even begin to imagine
You've got in here a strong poem and at times it's hard to comment as we never know who the subject is. Anyway I love the reality of your poem. We all have a yin and yang of our personalities. If it wasn't so, we will be perfect or almost perfect. It would be a boring place, our world. I'm old now and to be honest, I still feel this way once in a while.
Inner strength comes from having acceptance of the things we are and the things we are not. At the end of the day all that matters is ourselves my dear. It is not being selfish to look after ourselves first; it is our prime responsibility. This is the logic behind airlines asking passengers to wear the oxygen mask first before helping others including their own kids because we can help best when we are at our best!
I use to always put myself last in order to please people around me thinking they will like me, love me, appreciate me, look up to me, thank me more. I found out now that I am old... all I've done or much of it did not count. Just like anything if it comes easily, lavishly and is available readily, it soon become too common for people to value and appreciate.
Best thing to do is bring down the facade, break down the walls. When everything is in full view we will find out real people we need and want in our lives - the ones who stick with us no matter what or how wrong we are. True love is loving the unlovable always remember that; only people who really love us will remain. The rest they are all chaff to be thrown away and should be blown by the wind. I look forward to reading more of your poems - you have been given a gift! Thank you for sharing! And sorry this ended up a marathon...it's just that your poem speaks to me...I have a son about your age...
CloudySkyMoreno Valley, California USAJul 11, 2012
Welcome to poet's corner. This is so well written showing the struggles of what we feel inside and what we allow others to see and believe. To feel content with one's true self and let the world see who we truly are is a difficult place to be, but a glorious one once you reach that point. Hope to read more from you.
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Inner strength comes from having acceptance of the things we are and the things we are not. At the end of the day all that matters is ourselves my dear. It is not being selfish to look after ourselves first; it is our prime responsibility. This is the logic behind airlines asking passengers to wear the oxygen mask first before helping others including their own kids because we can help best when we are at our best!
I use to always put myself last in order to please people around me thinking they will like me, love me, appreciate me, look up to me, thank me more. I found out now that I am old... all I've done or much of it did not count. Just like anything if it comes easily, lavishly and is available readily, it soon become too common for people to value and appreciate.
Best thing to do is bring down the facade, break down the walls. When everything is in full view we will find out real people we need and want in our lives - the ones who stick with us no matter what or how wrong we are. True love is loving the unlovable always remember that; only people who really love us will remain. The rest they are all chaff to be thrown away and should be blown by the wind. I look forward to reading more of your poems - you have been given a gift! Thank you for sharing! And sorry this ended up a marathon...it's just that your poem speaks to me...I have a son about your age...