Wednesday, October 6, 2010

How does the world see me?

Why do I care about what people think of me?

It's not about wanting a All-American image. Nope.

Not any where near that.

Many flaws in the character.

I am who I am.

But when I see a person roll their eyes at me, I wonder what it is that I did to them.

I am a bear, but I do not bite.

Inside this grizzly is a soft, cuddly, caring person.

While I wait for the world to change, I am going to work on toughening my skin.

You're never too old to do such a thing.

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