On the phone

on the phone
distracted from being alone
 with the only thoughts I've ever known..
still I'm caught in loops and
beginning to drone on and on
waiting for them to begone
but I'm too naive to see..
this isn't me,
this isn't free,
but aren't we
"supposed" to be?
maybe not..
maybe not..
but still
we must
embrace what we've got
despite feeling caught in a cycle
of cynical misconceptions..
so misdirected and inflicted
with intense introspective tendencies
with a dependency on
isolation to feel
comfortable in this world
as I'm hurled further into fantasies
fading so fast
never to last as time travels past
 the dimension in which
 we've been cast..