A Free-Reprint Article Written by: Scott Bywater Article Title: Please Hear What I'm NOT Saying
See TERMS OF REPRINT to the end of the article. Article Description: Up until - probably the last 5 years - I always tried to pretend like I was perfect. The following poem called, Please Hear What I'm NOT Saying, tells much about my life when I was much younger... As it may tell about people you know in your own life... 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How are you Scott? I'm fine. Doing great. What's happening? Just really busy. Doing this. Doing that. It's all good. In short, I would try and hold everything I could from those around me in order to appear as if everything was perfect. I wouldn't share parts of myself. I would try to keep it a secret. But over the last couple of years, I've decided that doesn't serve me or anyone else. And that's why, particularly over the last year or two, I've started to be more open. I've shared stories about my struggles at the beginning of my business. I've told stories about my experiences in cults... with gurus... about moving schools and suffering through bullying as a teenager. It's stuff I would have never shared in the past. But you know what happens when you do stuff like this? I've found that people don't rub it in your face... they actually begin to connect with the real you more. Why? Well, when I was at a very well respected recruitment firm in my early 20's I think I shocked everyone (including myself) when as I was leaving as I read out the following poem: === Don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the face I wear for I wear a mask, a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off, and none of them is me. Pretending is an art that's second nature with me, but don't be fooled, for God's sake don't be fooled. I give you the impression that I'm secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name and coolness my game, that the water's calm and I'm in command and that I need no one, but don't believe me. My surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing. Beneath lies no complacence. Beneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness. But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it. I panic at the thought of my weakness exposed. That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind, a nonchalant sophisticated facade, to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows. But such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only hope, and I know it. That is, if it's followed by acceptance, if it's followed by love. It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, from my own self-built prison walls, from the barriers I so painstakingly erect. It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself, that I'm really worth something. But I don't tell you this. I don't dare to, I'm afraid to. I'm afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance, will not be followed by love. I'm afraid you'll think less of me, that you'll laugh, and your laugh would kill me. I'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing and that you will see this and reject me. So I play my game, my desperate pretending game, with a facade of assurance without and a trembling child within. So begins the glittering but empty parade of masks, and my life becomes a front. I idly chatter to you in the suave tones of surface talk. I tell you everything that's really nothing, and nothing of what's everything, of what's crying within me. So when I'm going through my routine do not be fooled by what I'm saying. Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying, what I'd like to be able to say, what for survival I need to say, but what I can't say. I don't like hiding. I don't like playing superficial phony games. I want to stop playing them.I want to be genuine and spontaneous and me but you've got to help me. You've got to hold out your hand even when that's the last thing I seem to want. Only you can wipe away from my eyes the blank stare of the breathing dead. Only you can call me into aliveness. Each time you're kind, and gentle, and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings- very small wings, very feeble wings, but wings! With your power to touch me into feeling you can breathe life into me. I want you to know that. I want you to know how important you are to me, how you can be a creator-an honest-to-God creator- of the person that is me if you choose to. You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble, you alone can remove my mask, you alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic, from my lonely prison, if you choose to. Please choose to. Do not pass me by. It will not be easy for you. A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls. The nearer you approach to me the blinder I may strike back. It's irrational, but despite what the books say about man often I am irrational. I fight against the very thing I cry out for. But I am told that love is stronger than strong walls and in this lies my hope. Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands but with gentle hands for a child is very sensitive. Who am I, you may wonder? I am someone you know very well. For I am every man you meet and I am every woman you meet. === This poem is called "please hear what I'm not saying" and was actually written by Charles C. Finn in September of 1966. Personally, I think there's something we can learn from it as human beings and as marketers. Remember, nobody is perfect. So when we try to pretend we are perfect we don't endear ourselves to anyone. But when we start to break down the shackles, and quite simply be ourselves... warts and all... our friends, our family, and our customers respond to this warmly. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Scott Bywater is an income boosting, results focused direct response copywriter and the author of Cashflow Advertising and More Customers Made Easy. His popular ebook "7 ways to get more customers" has been downloaded by over 8,247 business owners over the past five years. You can get your hands on it by heading on over to http://www.copywritingthatsells.com.au/ --- END ARTICLE --- Get HTML or TEXT Copy-and-Paste Versions Of This Article at: http://thePhantomWriters.com/free_content/db/b/what-i-am-not-saying.shtml#get_code ..................................... 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