Emma

I don't really know what to do with myself
I've been here all day and there's no one around
I watch as she sits looking distant, I feel
Her boredom as it grows and reaches for her throat
If she doesn't fight it soon- she'll never get back up

Three cheers for life, I feel at the moment
Maybe I'm a little too drunk to be talking
I said hello, but there wasn't a person
on the other line to tell me to get better soon.
I'll be fine

She wanders the desk, is she looking for something?
I'd help if I could, but I don't seem to care
She leaves almost angrily, I think she heard me
She's not as human as me, is that fair?