No I don't want to talk.

No I don't want to communicate.

I might just yell.

I might just whisper.

All the things in my mind.

Its killing me.

But I don't want to be the 'attention whore'.

So I guess I'll keep my mouth closed.

Zipped.

Don't speak.

Don't whimper.

I'm not coming back.

I've never even been there.