emotional being

When enraged
I engage
with the deepest part of me.

I relax
I clap back
My range: infinity.

I sing songs
loud and long
passion cuts through the air.

I yell sharp
I cry soft
I fall fast—it’s that I care.

I debate
at the table
stalwart in my resolve.

My perspective
I’m emotionally involved.

I overthink
way too much
about what you think of me.

Come see
what it’s like
to be emotional, like me.


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