Mentality, a simple term, only four syllables

But oh so deep and complicated within me

Expressing them

 If being listened to

 Can be heard like a baby babbling

 A desktop computer, like my brain 

With too many tabs open will get flustered and freeze in fear

Overheating with anger

Breathing heavily 

In desperate need of a refresh 

What’s the harm you say?

Why are there no quizzes ?

No lessons to be learned 

I am expected to be the master of my mind 

My emotions feel incomprehensible 

A is for  awkward

B is for bitter

C is for content 

one , two, three, everyone has hushed me 

“Hey Siri?”

“What is anxiety?”