oh but sarah
you are too much
you demand to the limits
you are general borderline
i realize this
how do i stop?
my mind splits
it is a tree
i can’t work my way to the stump
i must be very high in the tree
what was it that nurse said?
ah, i remember
“fuck the flowery bullshit, sarah”
i am full of flowery bullshit
i am a crap-o-matic flowery bullshit generator
need some flowery bullshit?
i got plenty to share
can i be quiet for two seconds?
can i talk without dominating the conversation?
i am afraid i will lose myself
if i let go
i am afraid people will find me boring
i am afraid they will find me annoying