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Beneath It All
In the quiet corners where shadows play,
I whisper softly, “It’s fine, I don’t care,”
Yet beneath the surface, emotions sway,
A storm brews, hidden in the air.
With a smile painted bright, I wear my mask,
“Everything’s perfect,” I etch every line,
But in the stillness, I silently ask,
“Why does this heart ache, if all is so fine?”
I stroll through the echoes of laughter and light,
While the weight of the world rests heavy on me,
“I’m carefree,” I play, like a bird in flight,
Yet each fluttering wing longs to be free.
The world spins its stories, a dance of pretense,
“Look at me thriving,” I shout to the skies,
But deep in the night, when I ponder the tense,
I find the truth hidden behind my own lies.
So here in the silence, I lay my heart bare,
“It’s fine, I don’t care,” is my fragile refrain,
For deep down I know, in the depths of despair,
I care more than ever, in laughter and in pain.
I whisper softly, “It’s fine, I don’t care,”
Yet beneath the surface, emotions sway,
A storm brews, hidden in the air.
With a smile painted bright, I wear my mask,
“Everything’s perfect,” I etch every line,
But in the stillness, I silently ask,
“Why does this heart ache, if all is so fine?”
I stroll through the echoes of laughter and light,
While the weight of the world rests heavy on me,
“I’m carefree,” I play, like a bird in flight,
Yet each fluttering wing longs to be free.
The world spins its stories, a dance of pretense,
“Look at me thriving,” I shout to the skies,
But deep in the night, when I ponder the tense,
I find the truth hidden behind my own lies.
So here in the silence, I lay my heart bare,
“It’s fine, I don’t care,” is my fragile refrain,
For deep down I know, in the depths of despair,
I care more than ever, in laughter and in pain.
Published 27th Aug 2024
| Edited 11th Sep 2024
Author's Note
The world moves too fast to notice there's a crack in the glass.
Too many of us paint happy faces and stories, driven out of control with the aid of the age of social media (which I loathe).
"Fake it until you make it" is a line as old as time...but, one we constantly get hoodwinked on.
Too many of us paint happy faces and stories, driven out of control with the aid of the age of social media (which I loathe).
"Fake it until you make it" is a line as old as time...but, one we constantly get hoodwinked on.
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27th Aug 2024 7:39pm
27th Aug 2024 8:03pm
I felt the raw honestly and vulnerability expressed in this.
When we seek validation outside of ourselves, we will always be disappointed. Our associations aren't just with those that care about us, but those whose purpose in our lives is to push us from our comfort zone of fear into spiritual growth. When you find yourself, and you realize that you are here for a reason, that you're not a mistake, and that you belong here because, well, you're not dead yet, your entire world changes.
Focusing on what you can do for others, how you can serve the greater collective and improve the lives on this planet, even if but a few, is the beginning of discovery in regard to your true purpose. And let me tell ya - it's not to please others. It's not even to be liked by others. It's to be unapologetically yourself, which takes courage, strength, and most of all belief and faith that this path, and this path alone, illuminates you as a lighthouse, attracting those who you are meant to have in your life.
We are magnets of attraction, and we attract what we emit. Always remember that.
If you want to feel cared for, then care for others. But the trick is not to care for them because you want to be cared for. Care for them because you honestly care in the same way you want others to honestly care for you without expectation of return.
When we seek validation outside of ourselves, we will always be disappointed. Our associations aren't just with those that care about us, but those whose purpose in our lives is to push us from our comfort zone of fear into spiritual growth. When you find yourself, and you realize that you are here for a reason, that you're not a mistake, and that you belong here because, well, you're not dead yet, your entire world changes.
Focusing on what you can do for others, how you can serve the greater collective and improve the lives on this planet, even if but a few, is the beginning of discovery in regard to your true purpose. And let me tell ya - it's not to please others. It's not even to be liked by others. It's to be unapologetically yourself, which takes courage, strength, and most of all belief and faith that this path, and this path alone, illuminates you as a lighthouse, attracting those who you are meant to have in your life.
We are magnets of attraction, and we attract what we emit. Always remember that.
If you want to feel cared for, then care for others. But the trick is not to care for them because you want to be cared for. Care for them because you honestly care in the same way you want others to honestly care for you without expectation of return.
