"You're too sensitive," they told me.
"I'm too sensitive," I repeated back like a compliant parrot of a confused girl.
I feel "too much." I care "too deeply."
Oh, but c'mon---there is no such thing.
My heart is born to ooze like honey
My eyes are made to leak like gushing rivers
I am designed to feel every breeze pour through me.
I am created to crash to the shakiest depths of despair
And catapult to euphoria, too.
And I wear my heart on my sleeve
And I smile too much & laugh too loudly.
And I feel---
Oh, I feel.
And I will never stop
Vulnerability is not my flaw
It is not my weakness
It is not the worst part about me
It is where my light lives.
And so I sit and cry
I surrender to the afternoon blue sky
I pour my entire being into shaky lines of poetry
My eyes leak
My heart oozes
Into these words
That take on a lightning-like life of their own.
And I couldn't be more naked.
Here I am.
Here is my heart.
And I am a dreamer
And I see things that others do not
And I am ethereal
And I am really f*cking sensitive
That's where my passion comes from.
It's where my ability to love fiercely comes from.
But I belong in the world, too.
I will never stop opening my heart
I will never step feeling too much & caring too deeply.
So, join me, fellow gentle heart
F*ck too sensitive
Sensitivity is where our passion, art & beauty comes from.
Let's wear it proudly, baby.
Kiss your sensitive parts
Let 'em shine like fireflies.
Let 'em breathe beauty into your life.