Alone and surrounded
Is this paranoia?
Is this anxiety?
I can’t put a label on the things
That I feel inside of me.
Everywhere I see people stare
And they don’t realize that I see them care,
Because my mind and words can only scare,
How long can I ask them to stay there?
I can hardly live with the thoughts I have to face
When I feel them coming like a hurricane I brace
Myself against the wind of currents calling me insane.
Firmly in my stuck space; like a light I sit and burn