Introverts manual: the curse of acute empathy

What can I tell you?

That I cry because I read a book?
That I’m depressed because of an image? 

That I saw something and it made me angry?

I could

But

What would you say?
"don't"
you'll say "don't" 

I can’t help but feel it

Feel all

The news traumatize me

I cannot handle feeling that

I hear it and see it

Maybe that’s all you do

But I also feel it

I rather watch something fictitious 

I still feel

But somewhere 

In the back of my mind 

I know

Logically 

That it’s not real 

And I try to get over it 

Sometimes it has its pros

Most times

Well 

Most times I just feel it all

And I can’t stop

My mood swings 

My tears

My anger

That's why I need space 

To center myself

To know what I feel from myself

And what is from others

Sometimes 

I just need a quiet 

Little

Corner

To cry out the emotions 

Which are not mine