Vanity Is a Balloon


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I feed on

It holds
power to make me smile,

It eases my
loneliness for awhile,

But vanity
is a balloon full of air,

It lifts me
up and then isn’t there,

and rejection pierce my balloon,

Back to earth
I tumble soon,

Dreading the
ridicule of one or two,

I impose
self limits on what I do,

I want

But not if I
have to freeze my heart,

Caging my
integrity right from the start,

I’ve made a
decision to do what is right,

So I can
look in a mirror and sleep at night,

I’ll stand
alone if I need to be,

Standing for
truth and human dignity,

I’m a long
way from perfect as you can see,

And I can’t
be you and you can’t be me,

While I
struggle to control my vanity,

I’ll try to
help others and love tenderly.



14 thoughts on “Vanity Is a Balloon

  1. Oh man, I can relate to this on so many levels. I think I’m a lot better now than I used to be, a lot more mature, but I used to need constant praise for validation. I’ve always been a perfectionist, and have never been able to handle criticism very well.

    Well done, indeed.

    • Not even in the same ball park as your enticing poem but thanks for the comments.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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