Just Anxious

No, I'm not crazy, just anxious. No, I'm not lazy, just anxious

Not anti-social, just anxious. Not acting scornful, just anxious

No, I'm not crazy, just anxious. No, I'm not lazy, just anxious

Not anti-social, just anxious. Not acting scornful, just anxious

Just anxious

When you get news that leaves you panicked, but others can't get

Why you're getting so amped with such a small thing and can't stand it

When you face change fast, got a milli questions to ask

And someone telling you not to worry about it won't last

For more than four minutes and some seconds as a form of relief

Your level of grief is too high for that

When chat in your skull cap is a hamster wheel

Of "what if's" - it's berserk, wit' no chance to feel

Like it's under control, I know that stance is real

Cause I live it. Feel there's no limit to the rants and spiels

My brain makes. To regulate, perchance to dream

So no hearts will palpitate, no hands will glean

Lots a' sweat, no one gets chest pains or be

Overwhelmed with fear. Not here to make it seem

Like some easiness to deal with. Understand it be

Irregular behaviour. No saviour, just plan to be me

No, I'm not crazy, just anxious. No, I'm not lazy, just anxious

Not anti-social, just anxious. Not acting scornful, just anxious

You can tell me to chill, but I can't just

Because I get worried when you get worried

And see I'm worried. Feel I'm not worthy

Of love and respect with this problem that irks me

But need to discuss it to disrupt what disturbs me

This is the story of the Worryasaurus

Who worried in horridly-big bits all the way to the chorus

Don't ask him to ignore it. Don't understand there's a torrent

Of concern, fear and doubt pouring out with no cork in sight

Insight is half the battle, half's not knowing

If you're getting dissed behind people's backs while showing them

The best me you can muster. But you think youse a sucker

For not being cool as others or act like you're knowing

How to do everything right. Illogical of course

Yeah, too bad anxiety won't follow a logical course

It's when mutable talking meets an unstoppable force

Called "emotions." You lost it, saying "chill out" and the sorts

Yeah, I'm better with bupropion. Move schmoes beyond

Pithy sayings to help, or risk left as droll peons

Telling Dad jokes for me to cope? Nope

My hope is placed in psyche therapy - help take care of me to not loc

No, I'm not crazy, just anxious. No, I'm not lazy, just anxious

Not anti-social, just anxious. Not acting scornful, just anxious

You can tell me to chill, but I can't just

Because I get worried when you get worried

And see I'm worried. Feel I'm not worthy

Of love and respect with this problem that irks me

But need to discuss it to disrupt what disturbs me