Thought Trap
Why is he staring? Staring at me?
Does it look like I'm glaring?
I'm just clarifying.
I'm just noticing what I say or what I don't,
Too much or not enough,
All clouding up me like a smoke puff.
Puff, puff, breath in and out.
Still caged and closed in, Can't shout
Scream and give up, look for an answer.
Always looking, searching.
Find an answer, find a new question.
New worry, New concern.
It's not something I can learn,
to relax and worry less.
Constantly feeling like a broken mess.
I can't calm down, or lay back.
If I even try new thoughts will attack,
old ones will relapse.
Lets replay yesterday or look into the future.
Why wait with today when tomorrow I might disappear,
Get fired, ran over.
Why am I so selfish, always thinking of me?
when something horrible could be happening to a friend, or family?
Should I save them or me?
Do they notice my thoughts?
Think I'm a freak for thinking and thinking,
over thinking thinking
Help this isn't me.
Never stopping anxiety.
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