I give Thomas Kasper the creds for finding this, and its amazing!!! Dont be fooled by me. Dont be fooled by the mask I wear. For I wear a mask, I wear a thousand masks, masks that Im afraid to take off, and none of them are me. Pretending is an art that is second nature with me, but dont be fooled...I give the impression that Im secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me within and without; that confidence is my name and coolness is my game; that the waters are calm and Im in command and I need no one. But dont believe it; please dont. I idly chatter with you in the suave tones of surface talk. I tell you everything thats really nothing, nothing of whats crying within me. So when Im going through my routine, dont be fooled by what Im saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what Im not saying; what Id like to be able to say; what, for survival, I need to say but I cant. I dislike the hiding. Honestly I do. I dislike the superficial phony games Im playing. Id really like to be genuine, spontaneous, and me; but you have to help me by holding out your hand, even when thats the last thing I seem to want or need. Each time you are kind and gentle and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings. Very small wings. Very feeble wings. But wings. With your sensitivity and sympathy and your power of understanding, I can make it. You can breathe life into me. It will not be easy for you. A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls. But love is stronger than strong walls, and herein lies my hope. Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands, but with gentle hands, for a child is sensitive, and I am a child.
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 17:24:50 +0000
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