Unfocused eyes

In a crowded room

You don’t hear the noise

When you’re feeling blue

Time moves slowly

You prefer the night

When it’s dark outside

You feel more at home

You don’t want to move

Stay under your black sheets

You curl up and rewatch

That show you’ve memorized

Ignore the knocks on your door

You can’t relate anymore

To the people who pass go,

When you’re comfortable in jail.