To be one with these four walls
Murky mud carpet
White panels of the ceiling
Is an eternal damnation
Yet blessing
All seeing
Knowing, never engaging
No laughter or comprehension
Except when materialized in books
Magazines
Movies
Poems
Songs
But in reality, never noticed
A world only known by those
Unassimilated
The life that is no life at all
Seeing
Watching
Listening
But unable to do
Content
But forever unfulfilled.