Don't talk to me.
Don't ask me those questions.
Don't ask me those questions that require long answers.
You won't even remember them tomorrow.
So, don't ask.
You may not remember my answers, but you'll remember how I uttered them.
You'll remember the awkward silences..
the strained vowels...
the contorted face....
Why are you talking to me?
Don't talk to me.
Don't ask me those questions.
I don't know the answers.
I don't know your language.
CAN'T YOU READ MY MIND?
WON'T YOU EVEN TRY??
JUST LEAVE ME HERE IN MY SILENCE!
GIVE ME SOME ROOM TO BREATHE!
I CAN'T BREATHE!
I'M DROWNING!
SOMEONE HELP!
SOMEONE SAVE ME!
THIS WORD IS TOO BIG!
THERE IS NO MORE ROOM IN MY LUNGS! IN MY THROAT!
YOU DID THIS TO ME!
YOU HAD TO ASK!
I TOLD YOU NOT TO ASK ME!
I TOLD YOU NOT TO BOTHER!
YOU DON'T KNOW THE ACHE!
YOU DON'T KNOW THE PAIN, THE STRAIN, THE DARKENING, THICKENING
S I L E N C E!
IT'S TORTURE!
I won't be offended if
you keep walking by
as if you don't see me.
I will do the same.
Don't talk to me. Don't ask me those questions.
You wouldn't even remember my answers tomorrow.
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