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if I can just hold the thought...

 
my mind has a nasty habit
hassling me
backing me into a corner  
taunting
that one small word
guaranteed to see me spiral
 
 
...why...
 
 
as if there ever was an honest answer
can't be...you know
it's too subjective...ever changing
meant to drive me crazy
 
right now though...
...I'm not having it
flipping the tables
 
maybe it isn't that I was too much
...but they weren't enough
couldn't match my incredible frequency  
 
maybe it isn't that I was too little  
...perhaps they just couldn't see my potential  
vision too narrow for the panorama of me
 
maybe there was nothing wrong with me  
...without them in the picture
stand alone...let it go if it doesn't compliment you  
 
tomorrow I might slip  
forget
& the question will again be my kryptonite
tortured by my mind
 
 
but not tonight
right here...this moment...
with clarity
I'm only saying this...
 
think I'm too much...
 
go ahead...
...be my guest...
 
...find less
Written by WillowsWhimsies
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Copyright @ Willow. All rights reserved

All my life I've been either too much or too little for one lover after another. In a moment of clarity...or delusion...the other night, this came to me.
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