Sarcasm and Sincerity

Sometimes I worry that my sarcasm and sincerity sound similar. I know they do. 

I have no doubt about it. 

And that bothers me to no end. 

I don’t like it that when I pay someone a compliment it sounds fake. 

But I don’t mind it when I say something that isn’t the nicest, and it goes unnoticed. 

I can’t have it both ways…though isn’t that something that we all would like to do? 

And so many times, my sarcasm has gotten me in trouble…

I’m one of the least confrontational people, but the way I talk, you wouldn’t know it. I hate friction, but do I ever cause it. 

You know, sarcasm is a way that I cope with life. It’s messy, life is… and sarcasm helps me deal with those messy situations. 

I remember my granny talking in sarcasm. I never quite got it when I was young, but as I’ve aged, it’s become my go to. 

And my sarcasm is extremely dry…just like Granny’s. 

My speech isn’t always seasoned with grace; it more often sounds full of hate or insults. 

I wish I could change it…

But I guess I don’t want that too much or I would change. 

You know, the mind is a powerful thing: when we make up our minds to change and do better, we can. With the Lord’s help, of course. 

We should always strive to build each other up and not tear each other down. Even my sarcasm, though not meant to cause any harm, often comes with a sting I don’t intend.