When you listen long enough you start to hear things. That people scorn you and laugh silently behind your back. That they have started to build walls in front of you so you can never belong again.
And the reason why it happened will never be known for you have been banished forever from the festivals.
You stare at the passing river. You know you need to jump in. But you only sit and watch it. Somehow, not acting on what is required of you thrills you in a not-so-thrilling way. You start to hear music that makes you afraid. You start to hear words in your ears that couldn't be more wrong and more right at the same time.
Late night. Damn it.