Not My Problem.

Goldfinch60



All through my life I have tried,

Tried my best to be a good person

And each day I try to get better,

To become more than what I am.

But now at the eve of my life

I have become this person,

This person who tries his best,

Tries his best for all he knows.

And when you see me

You must realise,

Realise that I am what am

And your approval isn’t need.

This is me,

If you do not like what you see

That is not my problem,

It is yours.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 10th, 2022 02:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: One of my philosophies in life is "This is me, if you do not like what you see it is not my problem, it is yours."
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 43
  • User favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard.
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Comments6

  • Doggerel Dave

    Couldn’t agree more - that’s me too.
    Don’t like me? That’s OK – no sweat;
    But it’s through ideas that I grew
    To me now; I’m not finished yet….

    Gotta stand up for who you are, Andy.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Dave, we are of a same mind in this.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      Godo write Gold.
      Does this apply to my singing too? Is it other's problem, or can I do something about it? Should I have another 5,000 singing lessons?!

      • Goldfinch60

        At least another 10,000 lessons surely!

        Andy

      • arqios

        Makes one wonder how everyone could get along either way. Good call Andy. My days of over caring have been over bearing enough.

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you Rik.

          Andy

        • sorenbarrett

          The older I get the more this is true. When young other's opinions mattered so much but now other than try not to hurt others I don't much care. Nicely said

          • Goldfinch60

            So true soren, age does have its wonders.

            Andy

          • Bella Shepard

            Isn't it wonderful to reach an age where you are comfortable with who you are. You like this person, dare I say, come to love this person and understand him or her far better than you ever have. It is a freedom that no one can touch. Love this, it's a fav.

            • Goldfinch60

              So very true Bella, thank you.

              Andy

            • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

              Yeah , we all need self love and we can’t always worry about what others think .. because sometimes people judge and we can’t always like or get along with everyone

              A nice writing )

              • Goldfinch60

                Thank you Violet, I agree with your words.

                Andy



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