Stay Quiet

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I know the things you say when my back is turned.

I know that your shoves ain't playful.

I know you hate me.

I look into your eyes and all I see is disgust as you stare back at me.

I look back down in embarrassment; embarrassed at myself.

I back away.

Huddle me and curl into a ball,

Wishing to make myself so small I'm invisible.

If only.

I wanna scream,

Shout,

Thrash around,

Throw a tantrum, 

Every time someone asks me 'Are you okay?'

But all I can whisper is 'I'm fine'.

'Cause I gotta stay silent.

Gotta keep me together and go unnoticed. 

So one day I can finally leave this world.

I can be invisible. 

And escape this crooked world.

So I stay quiet... 


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