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NYCLawGirl

New member
I know you all don't want me subjecting you to my mediocre poetry, but I wrote this after an incident at work today. As background, I'm a lawyer at a firm on Wall St. so it's pretty intense, but I LOVE my job. 99% of the time my firm is totally understanding about CF and I'm very honest and upfront about it. That said, sometimes I feel like I get treated as fragile or unable to do the work when I CAN and I just want the chance to prove myself. Silly to complain about them being too sensitive, I know, but to vent my frustration I found myself writing this. Sorry in advance if any of you are poets <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif" border="0">

"Please Don't"

Do not tell me that I'm fragile:
I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken.

Do not tell me that I'm weak:
I've fought enemies
invisible yet all the more violent
for their lack of size,
and I have not yet been slaughtered.

Do not tell me that you're worried:
I've made decisions, right and wrong,
steered my life and held its course
through many twisted paths,
and I have not yet lost my way.

Do not tell me that you pity me:
I find joy in every play of the light
against a window, and every
breath no matter how hard won,
and I am not yet ready to give up my joy.

Above all, please do not tell me that because my life
may scare you
that I am somehow weaker,
somehow more afraid,
more easily broken.

Do not try to turn your fear into my weakness.

I am both a lover
and still a fighter.

So please,
Don't.
 

NYCLawGirl

New member
I know you all don't want me subjecting you to my mediocre poetry, but I wrote this after an incident at work today. As background, I'm a lawyer at a firm on Wall St. so it's pretty intense, but I LOVE my job. 99% of the time my firm is totally understanding about CF and I'm very honest and upfront about it. That said, sometimes I feel like I get treated as fragile or unable to do the work when I CAN and I just want the chance to prove myself. Silly to complain about them being too sensitive, I know, but to vent my frustration I found myself writing this. Sorry in advance if any of you are poets <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif" border="0">

"Please Don't"

Do not tell me that I'm fragile:
I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken.

Do not tell me that I'm weak:
I've fought enemies
invisible yet all the more violent
for their lack of size,
and I have not yet been slaughtered.

Do not tell me that you're worried:
I've made decisions, right and wrong,
steered my life and held its course
through many twisted paths,
and I have not yet lost my way.

Do not tell me that you pity me:
I find joy in every play of the light
against a window, and every
breath no matter how hard won,
and I am not yet ready to give up my joy.

Above all, please do not tell me that because my life
may scare you
that I am somehow weaker,
somehow more afraid,
more easily broken.

Do not try to turn your fear into my weakness.

I am both a lover
and still a fighter.

So please,
Don't.
 

NYCLawGirl

New member
I know you all don't want me subjecting you to my mediocre poetry, but I wrote this after an incident at work today. As background, I'm a lawyer at a firm on Wall St. so it's pretty intense, but I LOVE my job. 99% of the time my firm is totally understanding about CF and I'm very honest and upfront about it. That said, sometimes I feel like I get treated as fragile or unable to do the work when I CAN and I just want the chance to prove myself. Silly to complain about them being too sensitive, I know, but to vent my frustration I found myself writing this. Sorry in advance if any of you are poets <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif" border="0">

"Please Don't"

Do not tell me that I'm fragile:
I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken.

Do not tell me that I'm weak:
I've fought enemies
invisible yet all the more violent
for their lack of size,
and I have not yet been slaughtered.

Do not tell me that you're worried:
I've made decisions, right and wrong,
steered my life and held its course
through many twisted paths,
and I have not yet lost my way.

Do not tell me that you pity me:
I find joy in every play of the light
against a window, and every
breath no matter how hard won,
and I am not yet ready to give up my joy.

Above all, please do not tell me that because my life
may scare you
that I am somehow weaker,
somehow more afraid,
more easily broken.

Do not try to turn your fear into my weakness.

I am both a lover
and still a fighter.

So please,
Don't.
 

NYCLawGirl

New member
I know you all don't want me subjecting you to my mediocre poetry, but I wrote this after an incident at work today. As background, I'm a lawyer at a firm on Wall St. so it's pretty intense, but I LOVE my job. 99% of the time my firm is totally understanding about CF and I'm very honest and upfront about it. That said, sometimes I feel like I get treated as fragile or unable to do the work when I CAN and I just want the chance to prove myself. Silly to complain about them being too sensitive, I know, but to vent my frustration I found myself writing this. Sorry in advance if any of you are poets <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif" border="0">

"Please Don't"

Do not tell me that I'm fragile:
I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken.

Do not tell me that I'm weak:
I've fought enemies
invisible yet all the more violent
for their lack of size,
and I have not yet been slaughtered.

Do not tell me that you're worried:
I've made decisions, right and wrong,
steered my life and held its course
through many twisted paths,
and I have not yet lost my way.

Do not tell me that you pity me:
I find joy in every play of the light
against a window, and every
breath no matter how hard won,
and I am not yet ready to give up my joy.

Above all, please do not tell me that because my life
may scare you
that I am somehow weaker,
somehow more afraid,
more easily broken.

Do not try to turn your fear into my weakness.

I am both a lover
and still a fighter.

So please,
Don't.
 

NYCLawGirl

New member
I know you all don't want me subjecting you to my mediocre poetry, but I wrote this after an incident at work today. As background, I'm a lawyer at a firm on Wall St. so it's pretty intense, but I LOVE my job. 99% of the time my firm is totally understanding about CF and I'm very honest and upfront about it. That said, sometimes I feel like I get treated as fragile or unable to do the work when I CAN and I just want the chance to prove myself. Silly to complain about them being too sensitive, I know, but to vent my frustration I found myself writing this. Sorry in advance if any of you are poets <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-wink.gif" border="0">
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<br />"Please Don't"
<br />
<br />Do not tell me that I'm fragile:
<br />I've withstood storms so powerful
<br />they could have blown my house down,
<br />shattered my world,
<br />and I am yet not broken.
<br />
<br />Do not tell me that I'm weak:
<br />I've fought enemies
<br />invisible yet all the more violent
<br />for their lack of size,
<br />and I have not yet been slaughtered.
<br />
<br />Do not tell me that you're worried:
<br />I've made decisions, right and wrong,
<br />steered my life and held its course
<br />through many twisted paths,
<br />and I have not yet lost my way.
<br />
<br />Do not tell me that you pity me:
<br />I find joy in every play of the light
<br />against a window, and every
<br />breath no matter how hard won,
<br />and I am not yet ready to give up my joy.
<br />
<br />Above all, please do not tell me that because my life
<br />may scare you
<br />that I am somehow weaker,
<br />somehow more afraid,
<br />more easily broken.
<br />
<br />Do not try to turn your fear into my weakness.
<br />
<br />I am both a lover
<br />and still a fighter.
<br />
<br />So please,
<br />Don't.
<br />
 

SaltyAndSweet

New member
That is awesome. I am going through a tough time and wish I could express myself like you do. Thank you for sharing. <img src="i/expressions/heart.gif" border="0">
 

SaltyAndSweet

New member
That is awesome. I am going through a tough time and wish I could express myself like you do. Thank you for sharing. <img src="i/expressions/heart.gif" border="0">
 

SaltyAndSweet

New member
That is awesome. I am going through a tough time and wish I could express myself like you do. Thank you for sharing. <img src="i/expressions/heart.gif" border="0">
 

SaltyAndSweet

New member
That is awesome. I am going through a tough time and wish I could express myself like you do. Thank you for sharing. <img src="i/expressions/heart.gif" border="0">
 

SaltyAndSweet

New member
That is awesome. I am going through a tough time and wish I could express myself like you do. Thank you for sharing. <img src="i/expressions/heart.gif" border="0">
 

kayleesgrandma

New member
I love it--"<i>I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken."</i>

Those are pretty powerful words! Thanks for sharing.
 

kayleesgrandma

New member
I love it--"<i>I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken."</i>

Those are pretty powerful words! Thanks for sharing.
 

kayleesgrandma

New member
I love it--"<i>I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken."</i>

Those are pretty powerful words! Thanks for sharing.
 

kayleesgrandma

New member
I love it--"<i>I've withstood storms so powerful
they could have blown my house down,
shattered my world,
and I am yet not broken."</i>

Those are pretty powerful words! Thanks for sharing.
 

kayleesgrandma

New member
I love it--"<i>I've withstood storms so powerful
<br />they could have blown my house down,
<br />shattered my world,
<br />and I am yet not broken."</i>
<br />
<br />Those are pretty powerful words! Thanks for sharing.
<br />
 
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