Silence

You are selfish.

You are irrational.

We shouldn't have given much to you.

Speak up! Silence.

Unbelievable! Silence.

Can't you see? My fight is in my silence. I hold the deepest, the harshest, the most unacceptable of my thoughts to myself because I am not strong enough to break that silence - to deliberately pierce through you by my anguished words. I am weak to utter words of disgust, to justify myself and reason with you. I know, all will be just futile. You wouldn't listen anyway.

No matter what you say..I will take them all. I won't argue. You can't force me into saying things. Do you know why? Because, I am holding on to a thread of hope that things will be better if I keep my mouth shut. If I take all the blame, I believe, you might forgive me for whatever reason there is that I should be forgiven for.

You know me, I don't speak when I am so overwhelmed with emotions. So, why bother? You can continuously poke your finger into my forehead and I will just say nothing. Co'z if I do, will you understand me? I don't think so.

Please. I am begging you. Just let me be. This is the way I am. It's not disrespect that I don't answer your scrutinizing questions. I just don't want anything unpleasant slip out of me and aggravate the situation. It's not that I don't hear you. I hear everything. In fact, I remember every single word. They'll forever be nailed on my memory. I just refuse to refute.