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Stuck-up high






Stuck-up high, yet you see nothing below

Only a  half-sided view

Stuck up-high,yet feeling so low

To see nothing in something

All because you are stuck up high on that high-horse.




I never get to write down the things that I don’t like or the things that get me really annoyed because of two reasons:1)what good will it do venting out my frustrations in text?am hardly good at venting them out in person

                                    2) it’s very hard to write down everything!!



But…there’s always that one exception and I have to put it  down in writing.I  don’t like proud people!! I didn’t say hate, I said “DO NOT LIKE” simply because I can tolerate them  even when they  annoy me. In my opinion and out of the people I have met,there are two categories of proud people,both of which are not all too positive depending on how you look at it.Type 1 is the “am-too-good-for-you” type whose pride always puffs them up and they think that what matters most is what they do and not what other people do.

Type 2 is the “it’s-all-about-me” who are the really mean ones and can’t care less what you think just as long as you accept  that they are better than you.

There’s a high chance that as you read the first type 1,you were asked yourself who broke my heart…but that’s not the case .I am not speaking or writing out of spite,if I was then this whole post would be a juicy soap opera waiting to unravel.


So why am I writing this down,why should I choose to pick on proud people?The answer to that is easy, it’s simply not nice!Am no saint and I know I brag too and maybe get boastful at times,but my mama taught me never to hurt others with my words or actions even when every nerve in your body wants to scream out something mean.


We can’t all be Mother Teresa’s  but reading her story that captures her  utter humility only makes me question the times that I put myself  up high on the high-horse of pride. Am no psychologist,but I know people whose pride stems from their undying need for attention and self-worth, meaning, they only boast about something in order to ascertain their own self-worth.I know it’s rude to say this, but they only blab out things so that others feel inferior to them. No wonder Facebook statuses never make sense these days,everyone just needs to update about every nitty-gritty event in their life as if it’s a competition.
Why make things complicated when you can simply just live your life and believe that your worth is something that no one else can measure and since you are God-made then you are 100% worth it!




Pride cometh before a fall.


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