Silent

I walk through the hallways

Head down, shoulders bent

Afraid to meet the eyes of my peers.

I sit in class, twitching and fidgeting

Afraid to speak or answer a question.

My quietness is often mistaken

For a sense of mysteriousness;

People are drawn to me

For all the wrong reasons.

There are voices in my head

Thrashing, scratching, screaming

At the walls of my skull

Trying to escape.

There is a darkness that resides

Deep within my mind,

A trembling earthquake of emotions

Teeth clashing like skeleton bones.

My silence is not a welcoming party,

But rather a warning sign

To the monsters that live within me.