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Jul 2017
Forgive me for my angry thoughts
when you reached with good intent
the snarling comes from deep inside
reaction to the outreached hand

self-worth is a cringing beast
too long left to itself
shy to leave its secure lair
indulge in realm of company

comfort’s found in privacy
with no one there to complement
forcing angst to step aside
allow the esteem to come to front

when the invite is put forth
it’s no wonder that I bark
asked to relate to a world
with kinder thoughts than I indulge.

2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170703.
“Cringing Beast” was prompted by an experience in which a friend said something nice to me.  My reaction was one of disbelief, almost anger.   I realized that my self-worth was misbehaving.
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