Insight
When you can feel, what no one will say
You look in their eyes and they just look away
The negative vibes come filtering through
How can you resolve things, what do you do?
So often you’re scared to say what you feel
The truth often hidden, you don’t face what’s real
Yet truth good or bad, if spoken with feeling
Cuts out the pain caused when lies they’re concealing
If only all humans could speak from within
Eliminate small talk and with it much sin
Truth hidden will fester, and nobody gains
Speak what you feel; you’ll be free from the chains
Chains of restriction on what one should say
Political correctness just gets in the way
Wise men of old spoke with true open mind
And all those who listened, gained something you’ll find
So often in this life you’re taught not to say
But things on your mind just don’t go away
Why can’t you voice them, without feeling fear?
Or could you be saying what they don’t want to hear
If it’s bottled inside the thought you can’t free
So it sits in your head and it won’t let you be
And the only way out is if spoken in word
Once said, you can deal with what everyone heard..
It’s the hearing which opens your eyes to the feeling
Only then can you think of the process of healing
So never hold back that which plays in your head
Understanding comes only from words which are said!!
The Interview Preparation!
I plucked my eyebrows, I plucked my nose
I painted my nails on fingers and toes
I bought a new outfit in the hope I’d look good
I can honestly say that I did all I could
I dyed my hair to get rid of the grey
I bought a new bra, what more can I say
I did everything a woman could do
I was feeling my age and I didn’t want to
On the day of the interview I felt really stressed
The frizz in my hair made me look such a mess
I tethered it back and I sprayed it with spray
And when I had finished it looked quite ok
The next task on the list was to make up the face
To look good today was the goal I did chase
I moisturized the wrinkles as much as I could
Then applied the foundation, much more than I should
A dusting of bronze over forehead cheeks and chin
Then on with eyeliner, bottom only nice and thin
No need for mascara it smudges through the day
So now I was finished and looking quite ok
I smiled at myself in the mirror
I felt I had scrubbed up quite well
Then it started that warning sensation
And I heard myself curse ‘fucking hell’
I quickly opened the windows
I stripped off and stood there quite naked
As the cheeks on my face started burning
And a sweat on my brow now did break
I took a deep breath to calm and compose
I stood next to the window still wearing no clothes
‘Oh no please no no’ I whispered in vain
As the sweat on my brow started dripping like rain
My neck turned as red as a turkeys
The makeup just slid down my face
I wafted my skin with some paper
In the hope I could keep some in place
My temperature started to lower
And the sweating then started to ease
I took a quick look in the mirror
And thought ‘Oh fuck it, this is as good as it gets if they don’t like me tuff’!