A potent truth

A potent truth

Monday, April 27, 2009

Ugly Side

I am not sure if any of you are familiar with a band called Blue October, but they have a great song called "Ugly Side" and it got me thinking. How many of us hide the parts of ourselves that we deem less than pleasant? How often do we put forward all of our preferable qualities and hope no one ever sees the less acceptable personality traits we have. I know that I do and it is a battle to be the person I think I should be. The person I want to be. Most people do want to be better than they are and work in varying degrees to acheive this goal. We, being only human, cannot completely overcome these things though. We would be a little more than human then wouldn't we? So we all have these secret peices of ourselves and we hide them and try to conquer them. I personally don't see anything wrong with this, but I know there are those who think that this is wrong. I can see where they are coming from I guess. It seems like you are lying about who you are if you don't see it the way I do. That is a little less than flattering. Still, I cannot agree. There is nothing deceitful about trying to be a better person and overcoming things that you feel make you less than what you want to be. That is self-improvement if you ask me. It isn't as if repressing parts of you that you don't like is going to hurt anything as long as you deal with having them and accept that they are there. I am in no way encouraging living in denial of things you don't like about yourself. No, accept them and then try to fix it! See, that isn't dishonest. At least, I don't fee like it is. I will leave you to decide how you feel about that for yourself. I got a little carried away there! lol! I hope you enjoy the poem!








This is a video of Blue October performing "Ugly Side." And in case you are wondering, I have no idea what is up with the violinist and the horns on his head.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I348b5FUDFQ









The Secret Me


I hope you cannot see
All that is within me.
You know me so well.

I hope you cannot see
My internal hell.

I am so full of things

I want no one to see.
You know me all too well.

How could you not know?
How can you not see me?


I hope you and the world
See only my kindness,
My love, my compassion,

My passion, my artistry.
I wonder what you see?


I hope it is not evident
That my psyche is black; malevolent.

With selfishness, greed.
With hate and dark violence.
Human weakness.


I hope it is not obvious.
My internal perfidy.

My cowardice and fear.
So contradictory to what you see.

I am not really so strong.

I hope to be this woman.

The one I try so hard to be.
How do I continue?
How do I overcome?

The weakness inside of me?

I hope all shall fall

And I will be these things.
Overcoming my failings.

Conquer my malignant mind.
To epitomize my mental goals.


I hope none shall find me
To be the iniquitous creature I am.

The person I see inside.
The one I conceal so well.
I hope I am to you

The person I want to be.
But you know me all too well.


Please see the better parts of me.

Don’t look too far inside.



But I love you!

I’ve let you know me!



-Constance













The Secret Me

I hope you cannot see
All that is within me.
You know me so well.
I hope you cannot see
My internal hell.

I am so full of things
I want no one to see.
You know me all too well.
How could you not know?
How can you not see me?

I hope you and the world
See only my kindness,
My love, my compassion,
My passion, my artistry.
I wonder what you see?

I hope it is not evident
That my psyche is black; malevolent.
With selfishness, greed.
With hate and dark violence.
Human weakness.

I hope it is not obvious.
My internal perfidy.
My cowardice and fear.
So contradictory to what you see.
I am not really so strong.

I hope to be this woman.
The one I try so hard to be.
How do I continue?
How do I overcome?
The weakness inside of me?

I hope all shall fall
And I will be these things.
Overcoming my failings.
Conquer my malignant mind.
To epitomize my mental goals.

I hope none shall find me
To be the iniquitous creature I am.
The person I see inside.
The one I conceal so well.
I hope I am to you
The person I want to be.
But you know me all too well.

Please see the better parts of me.
Don’t look too far inside.
But I love you!
I’ve let you know me!


-Constance

5 comments:

Constance said...

Just so you all know this post got all kinds of messed up and I tried so hard to fix it! Obviously I didn't succeed, but I just wanted to apologize.

April said...

I related to this poem actually. Unfortunately, I think people see me for what I really am, and it ain't so purdy :-/

Constance said...

nah! you are plenty "purdy" to me! I'm glad it was something you can relate to though. That is an awesome feeling when somebody knows exactly what you meant when you wrote something.

Mandi said...

I relate to this to, and I agree with you that striving to be the best person you can be is not dishonest. We all have bad stuff inside of us, and accepting and embracing the bad is a sure way to become an unpleasant person. But when we live with someone, they see us in our weakest moments, and it's nice to know that they know what our struggles are and love us anyway.

Constance said...

Again, it is nice to know my poetry is being understood and related to! And it is nice to have that assurance that we are loved despite our flaws.