I Think Too Much
I never wake up to silence,
It is as if my brain wakes up before I do–
I am already thinking before I can even comprehend it.
I automatically think of the ways in which I could have done things better yesterday,
All of the wrong things that I said–my word choices,
My facial expressions,
My demeanor as a whole.
Like I have a paper to write on all the reasons why I do not like myself,
And it’s due by the end of the day.
I really do believe that I think too much and too deeply,
I remember situations from years ago–
“I should have kissed him”,
“I should have stood up for myself”,
“I should have cherished things more when they were still around”.
They plague my brain,
Terrorizing my decisions,
What if this is yet another thing that will haunt me?
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