I cant help thinking
We speak a lot, whilst saying little
People talk to be heard, words fall like heavy rain
Numbing our senses & prohibiting thought
My mind screams out of the fog
Asking for peace & time to catch up
Do they take note of the sagging heads & drooping eyes
Surreptitious glances at watch & phone
I sit here as they think I'm taking notes
The world is a noisy place
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