One Sided Room
I don't belong in this room.
The discussion is long and I'm staring at the broom,
Counting fibers as I tire.
Everyone else has got their place,
They did not see me wave.
Oh oh oh
The room is unidirectional,
There's no argument it's not convectional.
Walk around in the house,
And insignificant louse.
Ethereal lights are radiant,
Blinding retarding laughs,
Moving in for the kill like 2000 ants.
I'm hiding but counting as the hours pass.