Hi
My name is Taffi
And I am a recovering ego maniac
Here a story I need to share
A past not so far behind
The smell lingers in my words
A mighty warrior
Imagine a comic book hero
Imagine King Arthur creating Camelot
Slaying dragons, rescuing damsels in distress
Acting before thinking
Speaking before contemplating
Words were weapons I seldom spared
Then why is my tongue bloody?
Now imagine Superman
Faster in wit than a speeding bullet
Able to jump to conclusion in a single bound
Thoughts racing to destroy the latest evil plan
My kryptonite non-existent
Lex Luther continually destroyed
My Clark Kent impersonation perfect
A new Lois saved every night
Then why, can I not rest
Imagine, imagine Obama
Breaking racial boundaries,
The charming, the lovable,
Building bridges between generations and races
Ushering a nation into a new time
Then why for myself am I unavailable
Now, now imagine your next door neighbor
The perfect nobody
Invisible to the world
Counts loved ones on one hand
Counts monsters on every other cell in his body
Reads inspirational quotes everyday
Then questions the reason for mortality
Tell me why are drugs my best friends?
Imagine the checkout clerk at Kroger
“Would you like to donate a dollar for the March of Dimes”
Is the only time he demonstrates courage day to day
The meager salary from a 40 hour week
Enough to buy the latest Ps3 game
Life is just easy enough to dull the spirits
Then tell me why can I never bear my own thoughts
Hi
My name is…me
And I am breaking my armor
Ive learnt that self love is not selfish
But is truly giving
That King Arthur may be strong warrior
But water drips through stone
And lightning can destroy forests
But the rose that grows out of concrete
Is always the prettiest
That Superman is not happy
Because he is always hiding
That hypocrisy is death
And so is politics
And diplomacy
Balance is a garbage word
That dulling of the mind does not dull the pain
Just suppresses it
And if I made a nickel every time I lied to myself
Saying that “things will be alright”
There would be no more nickels left
To feed the orphans
Ive learnt that there are better ways to move in the ocean than kicking
That animals are not only to be used as food
Nor people as target practices
That love, does come at a high cost
To be seen, I have to see
To be, I have to become
That pain is the cost of joy
And nobody, nobody can change me
But me
That to be love, I have to truly love
To give, I have to receive
No pain, no gain
Let go, smile a bit
Fly a kite
Sing a song
Smile at that pretty girl
Wave
Jump super high
Run a mile
Eat icecream—for breakfast—twice
Skip once in a while
Make mistakes
Dare
Think of an obstacle
Then overcome it
Love
Giggle
Cherish
Belong!
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