Overthink

I tend to overthink.

While others make decisions in a blink,

I take time to put it to ink.

Take this poem, thinking of words to link.

I sit in class and think,

Why do I overthink?

I put a lot to thought,

in search of an answer of some sort.

In exchange I don't expect a lot,

just a little thought,

to which I am ought.

Why do I put a lot to thought?

My mind feels full of belief;

wanting for some relief.

Like a little coral in a reef,

like in a big tree a little leaf;

but there's no time now to grief.

Now it's shaken, my belief.