Neurosis

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All these emotions swirling inside

Take me on a terrifying ride

I cannot control them, so I let them be

And then everyone judges me

"You have issues," they all say

I hear this almost every day


It is not my fault that I am like this

It is not my fault for my mental illness


If you could see inside my mind

If you were me, you would find

That I try to control it the best that I can

I try, but it rarely goes to plan

I simply am who I am

And my mind will always be in a jam


I am just a sensitive soul

And being emotional makes me whole

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