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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required PSYCHOLOGY OF SELF You fear what you fail to understand, The many versions of love portrayed; The depth of distrust, disloyalty and pain, Causing a freeze at the mere thought of it; To live in fear of being vulnerable, Having another in charge of your decisions, A most scary thought, still...... Trust That, which is feared, Yet an integral part of any relation. You question, out of a need to know, To better understand, to gain knowledge, Yet to have theories proven wrong, One must first be ready to have opinions negated; Be comfortable with being wrong, Be unclear with the picture of your suppositions, And about that which you flee from, I choose to believe is the fear of losing control, Of having someone else be in your thoughts, In ways you cannot cannot control. Your fear, though not unfounded, Yet not totally grounded, Still, You run to the very thing that chases you, Like one looking to avoid "ying" by seeking "yang", You chase after what you term security, But you are only most secure in first appreciating self, Forgiving self, and loving self, Enough to know your true worth, Thus refuse to settle for what belittles. Do you know YOU, Enough to decide what is good for YOU. Do mood swings, become comfort zones, A hiding place, a never never land; A place to retreat, Where fortifications hold fast, With no fear of being breached, Where darkness becomes a cloak, Mystery a preoccupation, All of which YOU alone do to YOU. So my question to your unspoken thoughts, Do you truly need to be saved, When in truth you imprison yourself, Your existence an open penal institution, When you can take the walk to freedom, To find love and acceptance, Understanding and belonging, For your search will never truly end, Your desires, be ne'er truly fulfilled, Until you come to the simple realisation, That only one opinion matters.... YOURS.
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