I could hear the clock ticking
And the sound of the fan whirring
It was a small space to be in
But I was solid as a rock
Like a statue, permanently glued
I heard a car racing outside
It was the same speed as my heart beating
I couldn't calm myself down
But there was nothing to calm down
I could feel my eyes were mist
Yet not a tear came rolling down
Maybe it knew it wasn't worth it
My head was filled with confusion
My feelings could not be sorted
I think I miss you, was quietly whispered
Not a soul could hear it
Just like how not one could fathom it.
