I've grown so habitual to being lonely that I often start talking to myself
staring at the walls in my room I often get lost in this nothingness like I'm unimpressed;
with all the clamour and noise in this world threatening to engulf my ingenious self,
I may not be a social guy but some people do leave a lasting effect upon me like some characters being impressed....

upon my conscious mind like a dot matrix printer in this World full of laser Jets
I'm not that easily affected but...