Useful rants

I find myself trusting less and less, and rising my walls higher and higher, until one day they'll be impenetrable and those who climb them will fall and break their necks, like princes in fairy tales gone wrong. I like to picture it that way, because it gives substance to my thoughts.
And I think I can't do anything, for I never felt more as inappropriate before anyone like I do now.
We're both quiet and I think you don't need me. You say you do and I want to scream: "show me".
I say nothing though, because I don't know how to formulate it. I find myself at a lack of words and stare into space as I dig through my thoughts for something to say. Nothing hits me and I wonder what that says about us.
Then I remember I turned off my phone to disconnect from the real world, but all I was doing was slip into your world. Now I'm lost between them.