Anxiety

Brain..Oh Dear God Brain..
Look What You Have Done To Me.

I can not fit in,
I can not ever be in..
Nor be seen as one of them.

You seem to not understand..
You write on a basic minor level,
While others achieve in..digging up your grave with a shovel.

Thoughts come and go..
I've made you my foe..
I will not allow you..
But it's just how it does..

Oh brain..
Oh..Dear brain.

We are below,
The slaves trapped in a box..
Wanting to be let out but others yell at us with rants and shouts...

We will never be like them,
I will never be like them,
Why must you be so diff-er-ent..?

Reading others work,
Comparing it with ours,
We're on such an childish level..

They complain when i voice you out,
Telling me i am immature,
I guess i am...i've let you say everything over and under..

At night i lay,
Thinking about you Dear brain..
Why you are so hopeless..

Dear brain...why?
Oh dear...brain.