Too many

My mind is chicken wire, chicken scratch.

My body is pure fire but they still get close.

I’m weak, I might break if you touch me.

My eyes dart but it’s too late.

It’s too many.

The crowds are loud, the clouds are shroud.

It’s to much! So many going on in every place at every time I can’t hear mine and the panic begins while my mind is in a spiral!

Flip flopping all around but it won’t stop and my mind is chicken wire! Chicken scratch! My body is ablaze and they rub shoulders!

I’m weak and bound to break because it won’t damn stop!

I wish it would.