Going Crazy Poem by Paige Parker

This is why I think I'm going crazy:
I think I'm always being watched, no matter where i am, or what i do
I have no faith or hope in myself, or anyone else
I have no peace, in mind, or anything
There's always more than multiple choices, too many to think through
No control over my own life, thoughts I hate never go away
Every day continues to get more and more complicated
I scream inside when i'm laughing on the outside

Everything blurs at the most important times
My time freezes when I want it to go faster
Always arguing, never winning, no considered point of view
Completely left alone, yet always hearing my name
Numbers, letters, formulas, words, they all combine on paper
No way of sorting through my mind
Now, there is no 'I think', there's only 'no, never, doubtful, wrong'
This is why I am going crazy