Most times in our lives, all we seek is people’s validation,
That hint in their eyes, a sign of approval, of their recognition,
Like living and being yourself needs everyone’s permission,
We second-guess our decisions, to ensure their satisfaction,
We shrink with anxiety and fear of another person’s opinion,
We go to great lengths to provide everyone an explanation,
Of our choices, our decisions, our reasoning, our every action.
And let fear of disapproval and criticism become our only motivation.
Do we ever stop to ask ourselves how we ourselves are fairing?
Or how much our addiction to attention leaves us suffering?
Do we ever hear our own voices or we just are never listening?
Do we realize how much it holds us back and the time we’re wasting?
Why is it too difficult to focus on what it is that we love doing?
To get in touch…
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