Crisis Of Confidence

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Wrote this yonks ago... wasn't sure it worked...

Decided there's only one way to find out...

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Just lay back on the couch and tell me what’s unsettling you

      Everything has changed and I don’t know what I’m to do

Expand on that in ways that might help me to understand

      I used to be so popular: revered throughout the land

And now? What do you feel has changed to make you less adored

      I feel like I’m invisible, I’m frequently ignored

Are you able to elaborate, to quantify your pain

      People used to talk to me, at least now and again

And how do you perceive that things are different here and now

      They used to trust my judgement but all that has gone ‘Kapow!’

I think perhaps you’re lonely, you should get out and about

      I tried that but it’s like nobody saw that I was out

Did you try to mingle, or engage in idle chat

      I did but they looked through me, so it seemed that that was that

So are you sure that all this change is not just in your head

      I was told in no uncertain terms by someone almost dead

Don’t you think his mind perhaps was just a touch impaired

      All I know is when I touched him no one stood and stared

You feel they should have stared at you, what have you not yet said

      There was a book about me that a lot of people read

This book that you refer to, was it ever really real

      I do not know who wrote it, but he wrote it with some zeal

And this, your true life story, does it shape the way you feel

      I guess it was a fantasy that held a strange appeal

To feel you should be popular, you must think that you’re nice

      Years ago the people used to beg for my advice

So what if I should say that people love you dearly still

      I’ll give you your score out of ten… approximately nil

Well, please complete this record card with name and occupation

      I trust that you will keep secure my private information 

Your name and job description will be seen by only me

      In that case, they are both the same… it’s “God”… that’s Gee, O, Dee!

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Gary Radice

Date: 8/1/2024 5:00:00 AM

It works Terry. Oh. So. Very. Much. Love the format, the idea and the imagination and thought that goes into something like this. Kudos. Cheers - Gary

Terry Flood
Date: 8/1/2024 2:50:00 PM

Thanks, Gary. One of many written during an otherwise lean spell. Glad you saw something in it. Terry

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 7/31/2024 4:50:00 PM

Terry, I guessed right who it was as I read these lines, and it’s a wonderful write… Beryl

Terry Flood
Date: 8/1/2024 2:52:00 PM

I realised that the patient’s identity would become apparent rather earlier than I’d have liked but decided to stick with it. Glad you enjoyed, Beryl. Terry