My heart feels big, too big to hold—  
It rumbles loud, and I feel cold.
My feelings roar just like a storm,  
They crash and swirl and don’t feel warm.  
I want to scream, I want to cry—  
I hide my face and ask “but why?”
It’s okay to feel too much—  
Big, big feelings we can touch.  
Name it, hold it, take your time—  
I’m here, and you are fine.
My thoughts float up like puffy clouds,  
They get so big and talk so loud.  
My chest feels tight, my hands feel hot—  
I whisper “help,” then think a lot.
It’s okay to feel too much—  
Big, big feelings we can touch.  
Name it, hold it, take your time—  
I’m here, and you are fine.
A gentle voice says, “Tell me more.”  
A hand holds mine and shows the door.  
I speak a word, then maybe two—  
And something soft comes drifting through.
It’s okay to feel too much—  
Big, big feelings we can touch.  
Name it, hold it, take your time—  
I’m here, and you are fine.
Now I sit and feel my toes,  
The heavy storm begins to close.  
I hug my bear and blink my eyes—  
The sky is clear with quiet skies.
It’s okay to feel too much—  
Big, big feelings we can touch.  
Name it, hold it, take your time—  
I’m here, and you are fine.
Big feelings come… and big hearts stay.