…as clear as…

I sit barely dressed, all alone and absolutely unsure in my room
in a fine mess…doing nothing.
The acute dullness leaves me feeling numb.

“Now then, you have me clearly confused for a dim wit.”
“Old news” I answer.
“That’s my unbiased opinion,…I’ve heard accurate rumours”, he replies in
a bitter sweet voice.

A silent scream, then deafening silence, the only choice I had now was
to give false facts. Minor crisis? Near miss? No, just pretty ugly!