Spring's here

The day was balmy 
And I was as dull as drying paint
Plastered to the walls of my mind
While the world buzzed outside my window

I distantly heard its newfound restlessness
The soft murmurs of chirping birds
As the summer breeze came and went 
Like gentle waves lapping up against a sandy beach

Had the world always been this full?
People had sprouted up out of nowhere
They flocked in crowds to every sliver of life
They giggled and cooed over themselves

But I was inside
My bowl of Cheerios growing soggy on the dinner table 
The low hum of the fridge 
Ricocheting within the walls of my mind