Hazy, empty..

Those lights..

Am i looking at them?

Or are they looking at me?

Everything seems so hazy around..

Even the noises..

Even the song playing continuously

in the earphones..

Even the heat in the atmosphere..

Does all this really exist?

Why so hazy then?

So unclear?

Even the feelings..

Empty, hazy..

Not even love or compassion today..

Neither hatred or anger or sadness..

Nothing..

Empty..

Are those lights looking at me?

Or am i looking at the lights?

Are those lights my own reflection?

Or am i the reflection of those lights?

Nothing..

I know nothing..

I know nothing at all..

Hazy, empty..

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