I’m screaming under water. Nobody hears or sees me. I’m there but they won’t know. There’s some bubbles around me. Am I still breathing ? My throat hurts so much but I’m not sure if any sounds escape from it. I’m stuck with these thoughts, lonely in this vast crowd. My struggle makes no waves, how could they know ? I see their eyes trying to put a label on this, trying to justify the act, trying to feed their soul from the little things I let them know. Who would like to understand and be gentle, when they can be superficial and judge someone to the bone ? This hurts, but I don’t want them to know. This pain is now a part of me and I can’t understand that someone that enter my life don’t see it but I don’t want to show it. Let them think, let them speak. I’m tired to explain who I am and who I want to be. Let me sink a little, just let me scream.