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