Disturbed.

Feeling uneasy, out of place,
in a free-fall from grace,
like being in a never-ending race.

Who could I face?

Perturbed.

I began to pace.
It seems I'm perennially stuck on third base.
Lingering calmness--no trace.
Time to label me a bona fide head-case.

Distress churning,
control evaporating,
anger erupting,
exploding like TNT...

What's become of me?

This is no joke.
Time to learn civility folks!