I slowly open my eyes to see nothing, but darkness. I cant see nothing, but I can hear everything that is going on. The whispers, the threats, the jokes, the disappointment. But yet I hear it all, and say nothing back. To scared to show the truth about what I can really see. Just because its dark doesn\'t mean I cant see the truth. The lying, the hatred, the sadness in one. They think I cant speak for my own. I chose not to in this socity of hatred. Knowing they wont like what I have to say. So I stay in sealants, in the darkness of mind.