Feeling down and disregarded as if I have no voice or say about what I do.
Then in the farthest reaches of my mind I remember and pull that courage out of my hat in order to wear it like a badge of honor.
(Like a reprimand, a small price to pay to maintain my inner balance and to continue to be able to look in the mirror.)
Those negative feelings never last to long, just a moment of self pity and then I hold my head high and smile at how trivial it really is and go on my way.
(Always with my held held high!)
These moments come and go and they are the building blocks of the kind of confidence few have,
the kind that always returns to your own self and the view never changes at all because of is the one that fits no matter what.
That tall, confident that serves a purpose that is not understood by most.
(See how aloof he is?)
All those whispers that claim I am not approachable – yet they have never even tried to approach me even in the smallest way!
They just make the assumption, go ahead,
just don’t think that my silence is agreement or that it gives my approval.
I am still what and who I see in the mirror every morning regardless of contests or the way the winds of popularity blow.
Yes, I have questions but Imwont ask them because you would not know no to answer them so let’s just skip the pretending at understanding and get down to the business at hand.
Just a little more, one for the road and two for when I get back, that way I will relax and not get uptight at all these mirrors that show the same thing and never change.
Good thing I don’t need them because I already know where I am going and what I see is what I see and that is what I am most comfortable with and there is no prior approval needed.