The days pass by and nothings changed, I speak, I laugh, I sit in boredom, I meet people I cant touch, sometimes hear their voices, but so faint and so far away. I'm restless now, I've nothing else to do, my place is filled, yet I'm lonely still. I dont know what to do with myself, this way, so I guess I'll just stay content for now. Feels cold, warmth never stays long, but it always feels fine when it visits, it does. Wrap up in it and run around screaming.  And it  would be so good  if I could just stay this way for today.