#selfactualization - Hello Poetry

Careful Crutches can become cages Time passes We lean and lean We forget Where we end and the crutches begin Forget the viable strength of our own legs We grow fearful of falling We think we need to be held up Look carefully Maybe these walls aren’t protecting you Maybe instead of holding you up they’re holding you back blocking you from seeing You are strong enough to stand You can put the crutches down You can take that first step then the next You may stumble but you will not fall Time passes And you will learn You can walk on your own after all © 2025 SincerelyJoanWrites. All rights reserved.

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Apr 7, 2025

Apr 7, 2025 at 10:00 AM UTC

sincerelyjoanwrites

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Careful Crutches can become cages Time passes We lean and lean We forget Where we end and the crutches begin Forget the viable strength of our own legs We grow fearful of falling We think we need to be held up Look carefully Maybe these walls aren’t protecting you Maybe instead of holding you up they’re holding you back blocking you from seeing You are strong enough to stand You can put the crutches down You can take that first step then the next You may stumble but you will not fall Time passes And you will learn You can walk on your own after all © 2025 SincerelyJoanWrites. All rights reserved.

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"Be All You Can Be," says the television. "1800-USA-ARMY." I almost chose it, the life the TV tells me. I almost went away, To be a brother-in-arms. Now, I'm thinking about being a brother-in-a-frat-house, it hardly compares, but here I am searching So I can be happy. An 8 year plan for self-actualization. Maslow would laugh; at the Army ad, at me, and at everyone who follows a path they didn't carve into rock with a spoon.

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Aug 21, 2019

Aug 21, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC

Dybbuk

Maslow

"Be All You Can Be," says the television. "1800-USA-ARMY." I almost chose it, the life the TV tells me. I almost went away, To be a brother-in-arms. Now, I'm thinking about being a brother-in-a-frat-house, it hardly compares, but here I am searching So I can be happy. An 8 year plan for self-actualization. Maslow would laugh; at the Army ad, at me, and at everyone who follows a path they didn't carve into rock with a spoon.

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all i want in life is to become everything i am capable of becoming

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Apr 22, 2019

Apr 22, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC

pacelli

all i want

all i want in life is to become everything i am capable of becoming

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i must be who i can be

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Apr 22, 2019

Apr 22, 2019 at 11:52 AM UTC

pacelli

i must

i must be who i can be

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I am becoming Not what others want me to be Not what the professionals say I should be Someone I want to be I am becoming Through the turmoil and tears Through the anguish of my years Someone unafraid of life I am becoming A force to be reckoned with A powerful witness to power Someone who enjoys life Yes, I am becoming

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Oct 29, 2017

Oct 29, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC

morgan6062

I Am Becoming

I am becoming Not what others want me to be Not what the professionals say I should be Someone I want to be I am becoming Through the turmoil and tears Through the anguish of my years Someone unafraid of life I am becoming A force to be reckoned with A powerful witness to power Someone who enjoys life Yes, I am becoming

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False leaders only want to control us They create lies and tell us we are born impure and imperfect never realizing we were created to be perfect with a mind so susceptible to manipulation we believe and believe, but all paths lead to the same door I've opened it, we all hold the key to end this war

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Sep 1, 2017

Sep 1, 2017 at 1:23 AM UTC

RadioMJN

Connection

False leaders only want to control us They create lies and tell us we are born impure and imperfect never realizing we were created to be perfect with a mind so susceptible to manipulation we believe and believe, but all paths lead to the same door I've opened it, we all hold the key to end this war

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Do not allow your voice to be heard only in the lullabies of sad songs. You create the world you see. Take it in your hands and squeeze.

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Jan 25, 2017

Jan 25, 2017 at 1:31 PM UTC

sydney-bittner

This life is yours

Do not allow your voice to be heard only in the lullabies of sad songs. You create the world you see. Take it in your hands and squeeze.

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It's the first time I feel my heart is whole, unbroken and full I am proud that I pushed myself for so long, and finally exceeded this glass ceiling that I unconsciously created. I reached a place of self actualization A place I thought was made up for traumatized people to aspire to. I feel that for once my heart is actually mine. That my heart is home Home for me not the people that abandoned me. What a feeling. I learned my worth And I feel free Thank you.

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Aug 26, 2015

Aug 26, 2015 at 2:02 AM UTC

purpleorchidspirit

First time

It's the first time I feel my heart is whole, unbroken and full I am proud that I pushed myself for so long, and finally exceeded this glass ceiling that I unconsciously created. I reached a place of self actualization A place I thought was made up for traumatized people to aspire to. I feel that for once my heart is actually mine. That my heart is home Home for me not the people that abandoned me. What a feeling. I learned my worth And I feel free Thank you.

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Perhaps one day, when I am older, I will look at who I am today- A scrawny girl with her hands balled up so tight That there are crescent-shaped depressions in the palms of her hands (She will be standing leagues behind me) And I will run, run to her with my dying strength I'll offer my condolences, And give withering flowers to my own ghost.

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Feb 13, 2015

Feb 13, 2015 at 9:26 AM UTC

mathrock

Grow Up

Perhaps one day, when I am older, I will look at who I am today- A scrawny girl with her hands balled up so tight That there are crescent-shaped depressions in the palms of her hands (She will be standing leagues behind me) And I will run, run to her with my dying strength I'll offer my condolences, And give withering flowers to my own ghost.

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Still in motion, I struggle with shrinking sounds of my shadow resisting the ballooning into life I find articulating so often. What is the self? I have been skinny dipping with this question because I can not forget what it is to be an object, a sense of the ever present weight of a secret word we’ve been struggling to define. Do I even need a diction for direction? Could we not let our selves wash over us like we could not falter and if not then aren’t we already dead? Will. A horseshoe on fire with all the weight of emotion. A far more intoxicating psychosis, than being a program. I dare the children; play god, there is a reason he’s known to be jealous and a man. I will play but I’m going to bend the rules as it suits this shade at my heels driving me further into my own lightness so that it may grow taller. The ant and the sapling. A sensation of of being… SNAP OUT OF IT. Too close. You don’t want to feel this love. You’ll become contrary to your cage and It is that very tension that will vault me into the sun where again I will melt back down into a wash basin of soapy science trying to scrub reality clean. When everything is spotless, what will the dirt mean when there is nothing left to refer as an opposite? The earth will become the numb halls of sadist’s with not much left of home to live in unless we learn to fly by our own direction.

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Mar 31, 2014

Mar 31, 2014 at 6:44 PM UTC

christopher-robin-knorr

Icarus's brought a parachute to play god and history let him die for trying.

Still in motion, I struggle with shrinking sounds of my shadow resisting the ballooning into life I find articulating so often. What is the self? I have been skinny dipping with this question because I can not forget what it is to be an object, a sense of the ever present weight of a secret word we’ve been struggling to define. Do I even need a diction for direction? Could we not let our selves wash over us like we could not falter and if not then aren’t we already dead? Will. A horseshoe on fire with all the weight of emotion. A far more intoxicating psychosis, than being a program. I dare the children; play god, there is a reason he’s known to be jealous and a man. I will play but I’m going to bend the rules as it suits this shade at my heels driving me further into my own lightness so that it may grow taller. The ant and the sapling. A sensation of of being… SNAP OUT OF IT. Too close. You don’t want to feel this love. You’ll become contrary to your cage and It is that very tension that will vault me into the sun where again I will melt back down into a wash basin of soapy science trying to scrub reality clean. When everything is spotless, what will the dirt mean when there is nothing left to refer as an opposite? The earth will become the numb halls of sadist’s with not much left of home to live in unless we learn to fly by our own direction.

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