They Say I live In My Head

Sometimes I am so quiet that I forget I'm even real. I sit so quietly, I enjoy things quietly. I can come and go and it's like I was never even really there to begin with. My human contact and interaction is a joke most of the time when I say things, no one answers me; and I have to question myself 'did I even actually say something or was it my imagination'. That's the funny thing about speaking the words leave you so quickly and the silence comes just as fast and it makes you wonder did you actually say something or did it get lost int the negative space. I guess I like being quiet it gives me time to take everything in, I mean really take things in. I absorb every little detail down to the stupid things no one should notice, I don't think they should be forgotten. It is chaos in my head, they say I tend to live there,  but I wouldn't have it any other way. I am so close to everything and nothing at the same time. I am suck in a loop that I honestly can't say I want to get out of.