Too Much Stuff

I have too many coffee cups
and way too many pens
I'm loaded down with knicks and knacks
and myriad odds and ends

I don't know why I keep these things
it's not as though I need them
at least they're not like kids and pets
I'm not obliged to feed them

But somehow I've convinced myself
I'll never have enough
so rather than risk going without
I now have too much stuff

I therefore live in guilt and shame
whenever I recall
that there are those less fortunate
who have no stuff at all