A/N: This 'poem' is such a mess but look at that little cutie.
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I'm tired of pity eyes
Directed at the one who talks to nobody
Because you think there's something wrong with me
Due to the way I stutter when approached
My voice shakes when a question's answer speaks
As if yes or no equals chemical equation complexity
But I'm prone to imbalance
Silence is comforting
When I don't have to say things I don't mean
I fall into old habits
Habits born on playgrounds when I knew the meaning of hate
But I called it friendship anyways
To save from losing the company they all said I needed
They all taught me how to pick apart my reflection
Until I couldn't meet my own eyes anymore
I wanted to apologize to the floor for ever touching it
With the joke I called my body
They used to find it funny
I hated how they laughed at me
So I fell into my silence and hid behind broken glasses
Broken glasses, I said I tripped
They pushed me but nobody needed to know
I needed "friends" to give me hollow company
So they wouldn't break me as badly
Break my silence, they never tried to
Nothing is more fun than someone who doesn't fight back
I knew them most of my life
Seven years before I said I love you
Yet I felt rejection in the blood trickling down my spine
From precise stabs that would turn to scabs on my back
I didn't speak
But I could hear them clearly
I hear them clearly still echoing what they made me to be
Insults were endearing if it got enough laughs
It didn't matter if there was never love in their words
My words were never heard anyways
Silence felt better than the slap on wounded backs
With a sharp tongued ridicule
So don't think I need your pity
Because this quiet is my comfort and it stayed with me the longest
Don't make a mission out of me
To make me speak
I have nothing to say to you
To someone who doesn't understand
I don't need saving
From the playground I left years ago
Old memories burn but they don't bleed
So let me sit in silence please
