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Strength Vs. Courage Please Hear what I'm not saying- From Healing the Child Within Strength vs Courage It takes strength to be firm It takes courage to be gentle. It takes strength to stand guard. It takes courage to let down your guard It takes strength to conquer. It takes courage to surrender. It takes strength to be certain. It takes courage to have doubt. It takes strength to fit in. It takes courage to stand out. It takes strength to feel a friend's pain. It takes courage to feel your own pain. It takes strength to hide your own pains. It takes courage to show them. It takes strength to endure abuse. It takes courage to stop it. It takes strength to stand alone. It takes courage to lean on another. It takes strength to love. It takes courage to be loved. It takes strength to survive. It takes courage to live. Back to Top Don't be fooled by me Don't be fooled by the face I wear For I wear a mask, a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off and none of them is me Pretending is an art that's second nature with me But don't be fooled For God's sake don't be fooled I give you the impression that I'm secure That all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without That confidence is my name and coolmess my game That the water's calm and I'm in command And that I need no one But don't beleive me My surface may seem smooth But my surface is my mask ever-varying and ever-concealing Beneath lies no complacence Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it. I panic at the thought of my weakness And fear being exposed That's why I frantically create a mask To hide behind a nonchalant sophisticated facade To help me pretend To shield me from the glance that knows But such a glance is precisely my salvation My only hope and I know it That is, if it's followed by acceptance, If it's followed by love. It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, From my own self-built prison walls From the barriers I so painstakingly erect. It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself That I'm really worth something. But I don't tell you this, I don't dare, I'm afraid to I'm afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance Will not be followed by love I'm afraid you'll think less of me, that you'll laugh. And your laugh would kill me I'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing, That I'm just no good And that you will see this and reject me So I play my game, My desperate pretending game, With a facade of assurance without and a trembling child within So begins the glittering but empty parade of masks And my life becomes a front I idly chatter to you in the suave tones of surface talk I tell you everything that's really nothing And nothing of what's everything Of what's crying within me So when I'm going through my routine Do not be fooled by what I'm saying Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying What I'd like to be able to say What for survival I need to say But what I can't say I don't like to hide I don't like to play superficial phony games I want to stop playing them I want to be genuine and spontaneous and me But you've got to help me You've got to hold out your hand Even when that's the last thing I seem to want Only you can wipe away from my eyes the blank stare of the breathing dead Only you can call me into aliveness each time you're kind and gentle and encourageing 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 power to touch me into feeling You can breathe life into me I wnat you to know that I want you to know how important you are to me How you can be a creator A honest to God creator of the peron that is me If you choose to You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble You alone can remove my mask You alone can release me from my shadow world of panic and uncertainty,from my lonely prison, If you choose to Please choose to. Do not pass me by It will not be easy for you A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls The nearer you approach to me the blinder I may strike back It's irrational, but despite what the books say about Man often is irrational I fight against the very thing that I cry out for But I am told that love is stronger than strong walls And in this lies my hope Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands But with gentle hands for a child is very sensitive Who am I , you may wonder? I am someone you know very well For I am every man you meet and I am every woman you meet. Back to Top |