How does it feel?
Like everyone is busy
Yet is not so
Like the phones are ringing
But no one speaks from the other side
Like the other side is uninterested
And this side even more so
Like it doesn't matter
And I do not know
Like there's too much stillness around
And atoms colliding ferociously underneath
Like trying to be busy
Doing something senseless like me
Like butterflies inside
Are having fits
And they decide to flutter
In crazy bits
Like to diminish the feeling of working within four walls
The walls have been moved away
But they are still there
Like they will close in on you
If you for long stare.