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!