It's QuietIt's quiet.There's not a single soundIt's quiet, It seems I am alone.It's awfully silent,But I suppose it's relaxingIt's quiet,But I guess I don't mind it.It's still quiet.Too quiet.I can't even hear my breathing,It's quiet,It's muted,Like there's cotton in my ear canal.Is there?No, nothing in there.And yet it's still quiet.The world is still silent.This almost painful now.But perhaps the breeze will blow,Or maybe someone will shout,And disrupt the silence.Twiddling my thumbs in the quiet, now, waiting.I can feel my muscles twitch.NOISE!I WANT NOISE!I'd stick scissors in my ears,Just to hear the sound of