Psyche Analysis
If I have to do a psychoanalysis of self;
I’d say, I’m of hyper anxiety ridden mind
Constantly in some sort of mental pressure.
The vibrations generate more conflict
akin the communal disturbances of the social fabric.
I’m anxious to meet my expectations or much,
To be, to do, to turn or to become....
When the depressive psyche -
reflects Its true content – complex psychosis originates.
I’m a patient with abnormal insight
A rare genius in his own accord.
I mean in your thinking lies your brain
In your living the mind; if you are as beautiful
As you think. You are as genius as you sense.
I wish not give pseudo remarks on my being,
for; no psychologist can read you better than self.
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