the ugly writers

You Too?

You Too?


They thought I was way too much

maybe thought too much.

Definitely too tall and

too smart for my own good.

Taking insults too personally…

too you know all over the place.

Later I became too fat, too self

absorbed, too much of a brooder.

But then again I tried too hard.

Always too much of a mix-up. To tell

the truth can’t remember too much.

If you’re that way too

that would make two of us.