Please Hear What I'm Not Saying

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Jess, Jul 18, 2007.

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  1. Jess

    Jess Guest

    I think I shared this with a few people here.. but it's a good poem...

    Please Hear What I'm Not Saying

    Don't be fooled by me.
    Don't be fooled by the face I wear,
    for I wear a mask. I wear a thousand masks.
    Masks that I'm afraid to take off,
    but non of them are me.
    Pretending is an art that's second nature to me,
    but don't be fooled.
    I give the impression that I'm secure,
    that all is sunny and unruffled with me,
    within as well as without.
    That confidence is my name and coolness my game,
    and that I need no one.

    Don't believe me.

    My surface may be smooth, but my surface is my mask,
    my ever-concealing mask.
    Beneath dwells the real me,
    in confusion and fear, in loneliness.
    I idly talk in the smooth tones of the surface chatter.
    I tell you everything that's nothing of what's crying within me.
    So when I'm going through my routine,
    please dont' be fooled.
    Please listen carefully,
    and try to hear what I'm not saying,
    but would like to say.
    Each time you're kind, and gentle, and encouraging,
    my heart begins to grow wings,
    very small, feeble wings,
    but wings.

    With your sympathy and sensitivity,
    you encourage me.
    I want you to know how important you are,
    how you can be a part of the person that is me if you choose to.

    Please choose to.
    Don't pass me by.

    It won't be easy for you.
    My sense of worthlessness builds strong walls.
    The nearer you approach,
    the blinder I may strike back.
    I fight against the very thing I cry out for,
    but I am told that love is stronger that walls.
    This is my only hope.

    Who am I, you wonder?
    I'm someone you know well.
    I'm a member of your family.
    I'm the person sitting beside you.
    I'm a person you meet on the street.

    Please don't believe my mask.
    Please speak to me,
    share some of yourself with me.

    At least recognize me.

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  2. gentlelady

    gentlelady Staff Alumni

    Thank you for sharing that Jess. It is a moving poem and sums up the way many of us feel.
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