Extreme Unit
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I can think rationally.
That doesn’t mean my emotions don’t interfere.
I see reality for what it is.
That doesn’t mean I don’t have my own opinions on it.
I keep quiet with a straight face.
That doesn’t mean there aren’t a million thoughts running through my head that produce all kinds of intense feelings.
I try to show respect.
That doesn’t mean I always do.
I do not believe in love.
That doesn’t mean I don’t crave companionship.
I resolve to be my own person.
That doesn’t mean I’m content to be alone.
I pretend everything’s okay.
That doesn’t mean it is.
I understand the other side of the story.
That doesn’t mean I still don’t take it personally.
I throw it under the rug and go on with my day.
That doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven or forgotten.
I am jealous because I have no pride in myself.
I am angry because I have unfulfilled desires.
I am unforgiving because I fear being taken advantage of.
If I had pride in myself, I would not be jealous.
If my desires were fulfilled, or better yet, if I had no desires at all, I would not be angry.
If the same misfortunes didn’t repeat themselves, I would be forgiving and willing to trust.
These are the three emotions dictated by my thoughts and beliefs.
They make me selfish and I hide it with a courteous facade for the well-being of others.
Consequently, they do not often see this selfish side of me.
I must be a liar and a hypocrite to think and behave like this, but what can one expect?
I’m an actor.
Onstage, I display positive attitudes; in life, I conceal negative attitudes. They’re different in this aspect, yet the same because they involve being something different from what I am. I do it because society expects me to. I think everyone’s a hypocrite in their own way, for the sake of keeping peace. Society does not tolerate things like anger or jealousy, things I often feel. They would not like the real me. And so I keep them entertained with the rainbows and unicorns they want to see. I wish I didn’t always have to put on a show for people, to have to lie to them.
Sometimes, I think I may be lying to myself.
That doesn’t mean my emotions don’t interfere.
I see reality for what it is.
That doesn’t mean I don’t have my own opinions on it.
I keep quiet with a straight face.
That doesn’t mean there aren’t a million thoughts running through my head that produce all kinds of intense feelings.
I try to show respect.
That doesn’t mean I always do.
I do not believe in love.
That doesn’t mean I don’t crave companionship.
I resolve to be my own person.
That doesn’t mean I’m content to be alone.
I pretend everything’s okay.
That doesn’t mean it is.
I understand the other side of the story.
That doesn’t mean I still don’t take it personally.
I throw it under the rug and go on with my day.
That doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven or forgotten.
I am jealous because I have no pride in myself.
I am angry because I have unfulfilled desires.
I am unforgiving because I fear being taken advantage of.
If I had pride in myself, I would not be jealous.
If my desires were fulfilled, or better yet, if I had no desires at all, I would not be angry.
If the same misfortunes didn’t repeat themselves, I would be forgiving and willing to trust.
These are the three emotions dictated by my thoughts and beliefs.
They make me selfish and I hide it with a courteous facade for the well-being of others.
Consequently, they do not often see this selfish side of me.
I must be a liar and a hypocrite to think and behave like this, but what can one expect?
I’m an actor.
Onstage, I display positive attitudes; in life, I conceal negative attitudes. They’re different in this aspect, yet the same because they involve being something different from what I am. I do it because society expects me to. I think everyone’s a hypocrite in their own way, for the sake of keeping peace. Society does not tolerate things like anger or jealousy, things I often feel. They would not like the real me. And so I keep them entertained with the rainbows and unicorns they want to see. I wish I didn’t always have to put on a show for people, to have to lie to them.
Sometimes, I think I may be lying to myself.