"the complete absence of sound"

I am silence.

I am quiet.

Well...

Mostly.

And if I do speak at all I feel as though people find it quite irritating or shocking.

Like a dripping water faucet spilling into an empty sink.

Barely any water falling at all, but still it's there.

I'm a fill in friend and an insignificant person.

I am the peace.

With no war and no argument I haven't a reason to be seen.

With no conflict, I will not be remembered.

I am the soft voiced cricket chirping among a field of sprinting grasshoppers chiming their best tunes.

I will always be known as too quiet.

Seen as weird because it is difficult for me to speak.

Called out for ignoring and avoiding spoken scenarios.

What better must I do?

I don't want to drown myself in my own tears trying to prove how great I can be.

Tranquility.

The state of being calm;

Though I looked quite bored and unthinking at any given time, truthfully, there's a billion and one things on my mind.

It's hard for things to work as planned.

So I always have stillness in my hand.

You will always pass a class so long as you behave, so long as you are gentle, so long as you are liked.

I never enjoyed being quiet, but I prefer it over being hated, so I will continue being hush so I can stay spiked, i fear being disliked.

And I know it's bad, but the serenity inside the isolation makes it worth it.

Ariah Christman