I’m too — a Poem

I’m too loud.

I’m too obnoxious.

I’m too boisterous.

Too noisy.

Too much personality.

I’m too socially awkward.

I’m too restrained.

Too withdrawn.

Too shy.

Too quiet.

I’m too old.

I’m too young.

I’m too friendly, too blunt.

Too open, too closed.

Too vulnerable, too weak.

Too aggressive, too passive.

I back down too easily.

I’m assertive too much.

Too funny, too serious.

I cry too much and laugh too loud.

I love too easily. I hurt too much.

I’m too me.

I’m not you.

I’m too.


  1. Birgit Pauli-Haack on March 28, 2019 at 2:21 pm

    You are !

    Reminds me of the poem by Erich Fried – Was es ist.
    here is the English translation

    What It Is
    It is nonsense
    says reason
    It is what it is
    says love

    It is calamity
    says calculation
    It is nothing but pain
    says fear
    It is hopeless
    says insight
    It is what it is
    says love

    It is ludicrous
    says pride
    It is foolish
    says caution
    It is impossible
    says experience
    It is what it is
    says love

    I might add: it is what it is and it is good. You are who you are and that is good.

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