deep within the center of our being

thoughts and emotions lie unseen

billions of atoms floating about

sometimes they cannot help but shout

so out comes the smile

it lasts for a while

sometime the tears

dismaying those near

people do not like you to show your truth

they would rather live above and aloof

you get in where it bleeds

you allow your emotions freed

this is uncomfortable for most

they would rather cheer and give  a toast

they call you “sensitive” like it was a crime

to be so human and not a mime

amazing how often it is said with disdain

like i am suppose to change and hide in the rain

it hurts when they say it in such a demeaning way

but you are who you are, and will not sway

perhaps your truth is too much to bear

you do not be it to show or scare

it is who you  are for all its wear

it is sad to  be so misunderstood

it is lonely and difficult under the hood

but you made a choice long ago

no longer would you hide your glow

be it happy, smiling, angry or sad

it is who you are…just be glad

you have passion for the truth

not the mediocre stifled booth

5 thoughts on “sensitivity

  1. Jeff Nguyen says:

    This is a beautifully worded poem. I really liked the quote from Benjamin Disraeli.


  2. Enigma says:

    Really beautiful words in a lovely thouhgts.


  3. “they call you “sensitive” like it was a crime / to be so human and not a mime” is just wonderful


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