"Anxiety"

Everyone has a diagnosis
for my neurosis
or a cure or advice
I've heard every line
thinkable
"Pray for strength,"- it's biblical.
"Try therapy,"- it's fixable.
"Medicate,"- it's clinical.
"Think positive,"- I'm cynical.
Truly, it's that I'm too analytical
and my rhythmical frequencies
and whimsical heartbeat
on a different plane
or wavelength
I'm a rare original individual
who values being alone
and cannot be understood by the typical
no matter how transparent I try to be
it's difficult
to come down levels
to settle
for what's beneath me
I turn invisible mid conversation
exasperated by the blind compliancy
and since they could never fathom why
I call it...
Anxiety

Nana's Poetry
Poet, Writer