Four Walls and a Window

Aesthetically
The world is as it should be
As you flow into the room
Your eyes catch the light
And you are gone to soon.

Pathetically
Only gaping and staring
Silent and nervous
Of the world around
Completely oblivious

Telepathically
Crying out to you
As though to force
You to stay another moment
To enjoy your presence.

Cynically
Hiding in a hole
A third-person personality
As though it never mattered
When it always has to me.