Too Much
I've always been too much,
Too fat,
Too loud,
Too bossy.
I've always taken up too much space.
But really I've always felt like not enough.
Not enough.
Not enough pretty,
Not enough nice,
Not enough happy.
Not enough.
Knowing damn well
I don't take up any space
in the hearts of the people
I love.
Now I feel too much.
When I feel too little,
Numb,
It's easy to solve.
I drive fast,
Waste money,
Waste blood.
But feeling too much is something I can't fix.
And I'm beginning to wonder if it's the sort of thing
That has a more long term solution.
Copyright © Kat Kro | Year Posted 2022
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