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If caring for myself and loving my own being is equal to narcissism for the society, so be it. Read this poem and liberate yourself today!
I will not acknowledge the bewilderment in your eyes,
And I refuse to see the disapproving looks,
Nor will I bow down to your accusations
That I am a narcissist…
If to love oneself when the world lets you down
To respect oneself and follow one’s heart
To abandon fear and learn to accept one’s weaknesses
Is narcissism, then yes! I am
A narcissist, but only in your eyes.
I look into the horizon where the extremes meet
Love and deception – can they truly make me weep
I choose to feel, to laugh, to despair
The saga of life’s endless mirth makes me wonder
Where am I in this tale?
The audacity of the hopelessness that once crept into my bosom
I refuse to let it empower me now
The recklessness of naive love’s abandonment
Moulds me into a bubbling spring, as I flow into my larger self
Where my soul meets my mind, and I am whole again.
former teacher and presently a home maker by choice. avid reader, occasional baker with a melodramatic penchant for sunsets and the beach! read more...
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The incident took place ten years ago.
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