What if it doesn't fill you up?
If I give you all, and you reject it, there is nothing for me to fall back upon.
No secrets.
No facades.
No safety nets.
Just me.
Instead, I find it easier to give a bit of myself to everyone.
My thoughts to one.
My emotions to another.
My charm to some.
My weakness to a trusted few.
If I only give you a part of me, then I will never know rejection.
You'll only hate my opinion.
Or my action.
Or my thought.
Or my notion.
Never my being.
Never myself.
Never all of me.
Never complete vulnerability.
My own ignorant delusion.
No pain or regret.
Just the idea that, somehow, I am worth something to somebody.
They just don't know it.
I think this is the best one yet. It really hits home. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThis one makes a lot of sense to me.
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