I’m not one who likes to attract attention
I am the mind, the talent behind the action
But I refuse to conform, and that begets attention
Oh boy . . . Attention
I prefer to be me, uniquely so without the praise
But, in a society where so many conform
Trying to follow the mainstream
I’m that outlier that stands out
The bright yellow pea in a green pod
The yellow rose amid floral red
I’m proudly different
Daringly brave and making my own waves
I’m courageously me.
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I like that. I think it takes time to get there, but the joy to be comfortable in your skin.
Barbara, you are so right. It takes cultivation. But I’ve seen little kids who are so comfortable in their skin and often I wonder if its genetic.
I think we learn to be uncomfortable in our skin. We are taught that we are not adequate. It gets drilled into our brains until we believe it to be true. We must go back to who we were before, as they say, the world told us who we weren’t.
So much said with so few words!
You said it perfectly!! To only embrace our inner child before society picked our minds. Thank you !
Well said. Be more than the -sought after cover- of your book.
Thanks JK!