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I read my book
And sit.
This is my escape.

I plug in headphones
And listen to music.
This is my escape.

This is how I escape from all of you.

The pointless chitter-chatter is nice and all
Every now and then

The noise that surrounds me is even calming
Every now and then

Until it is not.

That is when I escape.

Into my stories,
Of fictional worlds,
Where I am reminded of you all,
Every now and then.

God, you're all so noisy
Who even cares anymore?
Yet I continue to listen
Curiosity invites me in.

I am intrigued.
Go on with what you are saying
Ok, that was pretty funny
And interesting.

I can not escape.