Boredom

Just something I created while bored at work.

Nothing to see
Nothing to do
I sit
And stare into darkness.
When I move
I find my way
By the sounds that echo
around me.
There are times
I find myself
Stumbling over the quiet things.
Nothing makes sense.
It should all be there
The world is darkness.
I should see light.
Nothing is as it should be.
And neither am I.