Too much.
I am too much.
They say I am too much.
Too many wants
And too many needs.
Too many ideas,
Too many feels.
Too much of that
Ole creativity,
Too much fire
Right there inside of me.
Too much of
Safetheworldness
But also too much
Of independence
And I am
Too many insecurities,
Not insecure enough.
Too much anxiety,
Really hard to love.
Too much of a drive
But it's never fast enough.
Too many stone walls
And never tough enough.
Not enough filter
But too much selfawareness.
And too many details
But damn I careless.
Not attractive at all
But I am way too pretty.
I don't care enough for myself
And I wallow in self pity.
I am not disabled enough
But it's too much of my identity.
I'm too much.
Too much of nothing.
Too much of everything.
Too much for me.
Too much for everyone.
Too much for society.
Too much for the norm.
Too much of a nobody.
Too much of a nobody.
Too much of a nobody….
And not nobody enough,
You see.
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