I have nothing to say.
Yet, there are thoughts,
that haphazardly float around in my brain,
Randomly colliding with bits and pieces of sense and meaning...

This is logic...,
"This is mania...,
What am I thinking!?"


Other times my mind is a vaccum.

Nothing...,

Nothing...,

"Please pick up."
.......
.......

"Please, please pick up."
........
........

"SAY SOMETHING!!!"

But it doesn't.
Atleast not yet.
Not when I want it too.

So I go about my business.
I do what i have to,
I smile, and I speak little.
They think I'm quiet but,
It's just that,
I have nothing to say.