Overwhelmed

I feel like a fool.
I feel too much.
I care too much.
I wait too much.
I love too much.
I'm too much.

I'm an idiot.

No one does the same.
I'm just alone in all this.
So I'm shutting the door.
And I'm trying not to feel so much.

Because I'll just get hurt over and over.
And I'll just be alone, again.