601 North Barranca

You know... I think I forgive you.

...You. 

You knew how to keep me quiet,

and you did, for my whole life;

maybe I'm alive (but I don't buy it),

I don't even try to hide it. 

You locked me up, 

and locked me in, 

and tried to act like I'd forget

humidity and happiness. 

As if all my life was a perfect dream

and this nightmare was reality

Call me crazy!

But... I didn't believe. 

You hurt me for peace of mind, 

so tell me: 

are you justified?

all my childish smiles

let you see the truth: 

I was trying so hard 

to wretch my love from you.

I'd forgotten how to sing, 

and how to eat,

and how to breathe, 

without being silent and unseen.

I was quiet. 

As quiet as a mouse. 

The joke of it all? 

It was in this house.  

Author's Note

I wrote this in less than five minutes, so I'm not quite sure if it only makes sense to me.
Feel free to give feedback, actually, no, feedback is awesome! I encourage it. :)

Reviews

[Dani]

I'd forgotten how to sing,
and how to eat,
and how to breathe,
without being silent and unseen.

I really like this part.