Overly Emotional

I’m scared

Constantly scared.

Scared of the social faux pas

Of expressing too much emotion.

Too much honesty.

That’s what I’m full of.

Pure, rotten, filled up emotion.

And sometimes when I open my mouth

It comes tumbling out

Like a 3 year old with too big shoes

He’ll someday grow into.

But I don’t know.

I don’t know the people who don’t feel attached to me enough

To think emotion of this caliber is acceptable.

Because I’ve got tentacles instead of hands

Reaching out

Wrapping ‘round

 Pulling in things that don’t know they’re mine now.

People who don’t know they’re mine.

People who don’t realize I’ve adopted them into this strange tribe of mine.

Calling them by the names I just learned to pronounce

Saying things like “you mean the world to me”

Because in my eyes the world is in each person

And I’ve got so much emotion

And it comes tumbling out.

So I’m sorry.

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I’m not built like the rest of you

With this rise and fall gate

Keeping the floodwaters of true expression inside

I just let it flow

If I think I should say it

I do.

And if I think I should tell them

I do.

We tell people to listen to their heart when they’re making decisions

But what about the rest of the time

Are your hearts simply lying there pumping blood?

Because it seems mine won’t shut up.

All I know is

I’m scared.

I’ve been criticized

Torn down

And shattered

Far too many times for speaking with my heart.

And I’m scared.

I’ve grown scared.

Scared of the left hook to the right ventricle that always seems to accompany

This overflow of emotion.

Which one of the people I thought loved me

Is going to turn out to be a stranger?