Personal Advancement

The Game of the Line (of work)

Feeling good about people is something most rare
To those who are forsaken and cannot belong.
I do have mental illness, as many these days.
Fortunately, I manage in creative ways
To ensure my connection with others is strong.
Self-uncertainty certainly leads to despair.

Seeking out others like me or any at all
Is a notion disquieting. I’d rather not
Unless I can be sure I’m not seen as needy.
I don’t know what that term means, so I disagree

That the cost of companionship should be a lot.
When alone, I’m the right size. With others, I’m small.

Life has been a slow train wreck. I keep moving on
To some point in the distance. The drag slows me down.
To myself, I’m no danger… nor to anyone
As my chance for Advancement is gone by and done
Yet somehow I’m not wearing that ugly a frown
And the judgments of others I feed not upon.

Everything must be Personal. Friendship is based
On goodwill and commitment toward making it grow.
Confidence in myself to be open and free
Among uncertain others does still evade me.
Finding faith in my fellow I cannot forego.
All my fears about people will have to be faced.

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