Too Much

Yeah, I feel too much.
I think too much.
I smile too much.
I talk too much.

Right! You do tend to be a lot sometimes.

I know... that's why:
I fear too much.
I care too much.
Then I hide too much.
And I bury too much.

As you should! Life is not a fantasy book, and nobody cares.

But why? This is me.
So I dream too much.
I imagine too much.
I live too much.
And I love too much.

Don't you feel quite pathetic wearing those feelings inside out?

No! Well, sometimes... maybe.
Then I overthink too much.
I apologize too much.
I overflow too much.
And I want too much.

There you have it, then. Just keep it quiet, and go with the flow. You are too much.

Maybe you are right.
But that would mean being less.
And you know I am more.
As I am you, and you are me.
And I am just too much.