Silence

I like my quiet world right now. So I can just watch and work and live. I don't want to talk to people. To much has happened. Too many colossal things in a short space of time. The speed of spoken words make them fake to me. I've heard too much nonsense, my ears are full. The pressure to fill the air. I feel like when I grow it's away from everything. No one can really see the real living.