You said I was too much.

 

I had too many weird words,

Too many bad days,

Too many little flaws,

And too many things.

 

No,

I don’t.

 

Because while you rant,

That I am too much,

I will think,

How little you are,

Not to be able to see,

How brilliant all my “much” is.

 

No,

I am never too much,

You are simply too little.

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