<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=445632" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What Is It They Should Feel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never 'thought' to be me.<br>I always knew 'me'.<br>And I was...<br>Me.<br>Clearly defined.<br>And did not mind in my own mind...<br>That was mine, <br>The acceptance.<br>I've been cool with it.<br>It's a relationship I'm glad I did not miss.<br>However...<br>I never knew some pretended, <br>To be a 'them' they were not.<br>I was shocked! <br>Until I saw them in and out of pretensions.<br>They introduced with familiar shallowness.<br>And that with not knowing 'who' they are...<br>Has left what it is they should have been, <br>Unknown.<br>And that is why they have no identity.<br>None that goes recognized or used, <br>To provide them comfort.<br>They seem so unrelaxed and 'staged'.<br>They are simply non-entities.<br>Seeking to be unified, <br>By a commonness they see...<br>But no one feels or can relate, <br>What it is they should feel.<br>It is a desperation to save themselves.<br>From themselves.<br>But from what? <br>And to what depths 'that' is kept real? <br>Depends on 'who' and what they determine, <br>Is impressed by a falsity imposed.<br>And how severe the conditioning process, <br>Has been.<br>But then again...<br>I do suppose, <br>They have somewhere to go...<br>To induce 'some' kind of reality, <br>That frees them of their masks!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=445632" data-title="What Is It They Should Feel de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="I never 'thought' to be me. I always knew 'me'. And I was... Me. Clearly defined. And did not mind in my own mind... That was mine, The acceptance. I've been cool with it. It's a relationship I'm glad I did not miss. However... I never knew some ..."></div> </div> </div>

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