Trapped inside a troubled mind
Peace and solace hard to find
Wracked with turmoil, anxiety and stress
Staying away is for the best
Like a raging storm of thought
Thinking things you might not ought
The clarity is what you seek
But what you find is often bleak
You try your best to work it out
But your mind takes a different route
You question all the powers that be
What the hell is wrong with me