I think too
much but I
need to do
it and I
can't do without
it
I become mad
if I continue
on thinking
Sometimes is stressful
to think because
things must be
clear in my
head
For me it's
a penalty to
think because I
can't do impulsive
things
Maybe it's in
my human nature
thinking excessively
Sometimes this condition
is a blessing
because it denies
the dangerous and
ruthless impulsivity
Thinking is my
weakness and my
fragility because it
use too much
personal energy
Sometimes thinking is
a frozen situation
I always have
an headache when
I think too
much and there
is no remedy
for this situation
Thinking too much
has something wrong
and frightening
Thinking too much
is stressful and
sometimes boring
It's hard to
escape from this
commitment because for
somebody is a
useful work
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