This just highlights how useless she can actually be. The world does not and will not stop turning for her sake. It continues moving. Moving on. True enough, as she condemns herself and locks herself up in this tiny world of hers, far away from the real world, the only thing that doesn't change is change.
Her words now carry zero value. They are now nothing but a mere form of communication. She recognises that herself. Useless, everyone would call it.
Depending on the comfort of music and sheer memories make her recoil further.
She just can't seem to penetrate this protective barrier people had built for her. Now, let her shy away and hide in her own pathetic world.
It's just one of the bad days.