— Hey, drunk girl, why don't you shut your face?
— It is growing inside me like this fat hairy tumor. I need to let it out.
Du schweigst,
wenn jeder andere schreit.
Du lachst,
obwohl dein Schmerz verbleibt.
Du singst dein eigenes Trauerlied,
denn Trauer ist das was du liebst.
You are the silence in between what I thought and what I said.
If I didn't say anything, people assumed the worst. They cried harder. I cried harder.