I Care Too Much

Some days I wake up stressed.

My heart's already pounding,

I feel slightly out of breath,

I can't escape the pressure even in my sleep.


The last thing I want is to get out of bed.

I feel like I can't handle it all

I'll ruin it all

One mere mistake away from a ruined reputation.


The truth is, I never get to stay in bed.

I get up.


I've felt this way before

yet I did my job beautifully.


I care when others don't,

so much that I stress about it in my dreams,

and that makes all the difference.

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