On track

The anxiety
Has been getting to me
Has got me
Staring down a tunnel

It's heading straight towards me
Crowding my surroundings
Drowning my ambitions
But I'm OK

How do I explain it?
Why do i need to?
Days go by like hours
Minutes, seconds, blinks

There's comfort in the sadness
There's order in the madness
I'm coping with my feelings
In my own twisted way

So...
What is normal?
Is anyone really normal?
No worries, drugs will fix me.
Or so they say