Some moments are just so uneasy and ridiculous that you really want to end them.
But to your surprise, they tend to be never ending and no matter what you do, they wont end.
You try to move, to end the outting, the phone call, but they don't.

You keep wondering what happened? What has gone wrong? Why are we so silly, so quite? But you find no answers. No solutions. No hope in ending this state.

The clock doesnt move and the words don't come. No ideas, nothing.
Its just silence and ridiculous thoughts.

I'm out of here. I wanna go away. I feel ridiculous again.
I have nothing to say and I feel so distant. I feel so selfish, so insecure again.
I feel uneasy and tired. I feel guilty and irrational.
I'm worried.
I'm gonna bury my head in bed.