I am an overthinker
The sheriff of Anxiety Town
Predicting futures of death and devastation
Without the help of a crystal ball.
I am a worrying insomniac
A file cabinet turned upside-down
Littered with a thousand urgent memos
To which I may never respond.
I am a broken record of negative self-talk
Shaming myself for blinking too much
Demanding perfection from this faulty soul
While embracing everyone else.