i realize i write wen im emotional spent.. sad because i usually have happy things to say!

but tonight id just like to confess
so that i can breathe and heal a little
there are a couple things i hate
maybe just a small handul
one of them is
feeling like i am
too much.
or not enough
or not just right
or that i am an overdose
that my feelings are out of control
that i am out of control
and i think...maybe i am?
maybe i am too much or too little.
too messy to crazy
to obsessive or lazy
and maybe i know
and maybe it hurts
when i really know it.
like tonight.
when i just want to be adored
like this
like the overdose i am
the inadequacy i am.