I overwhelm in emotion
and parade all my wares like a peacock,
every feather on display.
Giving too much of myself,
laying myself bare,
inviting pain once again.
I’m told to keep something in my back pocket for a rainy day,
to hide parts until I know it is safe.
Who would have thought this
would be my life long curse.
My greatest charm
is also my biggest downfall.
But maybe I am not too much-
maybe they are never enough!