Another day has passed

Another day has passed. I feel time slipping away through my fingers like a gust of wind wasting into nothingness.

Recently I've been spending my days in a room or a class, surrounded by people yet so often feeling isolated, trapped within the moment and the feeling of loneliness.

I feel drained, yet wishing for more.

I feel as if I am merely a ghost of myself, haunting my body, letting the days pass by, hoping for something to happen.