
Maybe I don't make eye-contact because I'm afraid what people might see behind my eyes. Perhaps they will peer into all my insecurities, and fears... They may see the "true" creature that dwells within. A plastic figure, full of self-importance... A narcissus; wrapped up tight in a blanket of lies and deception. Filled with self-hatred, along with self-preservation... I don't want people to know me too well; for if they did, they may see me as I am. That person is barely worth knowing. Instead, I try to be seen as something I would like to be... Something I wished I could be... Something...Anything... But, me...
3 comments:
You have amazing insight - you could have easily written this about me. Your talent lies as a wordsmith, do something big with it.
I can relate to not making eye contact for fear of what people might see behind my eyes. I was afraid they would be able to see all the pain & hurt I've endured over the years. I have practiced slowly & got to where I can look someone in the eyes now briefly....and it "feels so good" to be able to do that. But I still have a hard time looking at someone in the eyes for very long if I don't trust them....and I don't trust too many people.
By the way, you have nice eyes.
I see lots of good in you...that far outweighs any bad.
We all have good & bad about us, and yet we're all unique. I say acknowledge the bad, but "embrace" the good.
I gave you an award on my blog. I love your poems and more people should be reading them. :-)
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