Friday, October 4, 2024

Too much


 She’s full of heart

She’ll freely give

But when it comes to acceptance 

She’ll push you away


She knows the drill

Dig deep you’ll see

She’s too much


You can’t handle her

Hell, she can’t even handle herself


She sees the depth

She confides in a select few

The ruminating wheel doesn’t stop 

Regardless of what she throws in front of it


Only she understands the severity of her soul

She’s too much for some

She’s too much for most

She’s too much for herself 

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