My Anxiously Depressed State of Mind

A colourful room A disorganized mess My brain. My thoughts take control I feel like I'm going to hell. Life sucks. Everyone is just as frustrated with me As I am with life. People have their own life to worry about They don't need to worry about mine. I feel very alone My thoughts go off independently I have no control. My subcausious parinoid mind takes over. Wheels are constantly turning Going too fast to keep up. If I just go to bed And go to sleep I can wake up when I am equipped To handle all this reality.