Picking it up (first post, sorry it may be cheesy).

Don't look don't speak. Don't see Don't hear.

Silence is all you can hear silence is all you can speak.

I trap myself in my on little world

Never to chose to leave.

I am comfortable here

Though i am not happy.

Part of me hope for something better

I hope for a change but another part of me

Has shatter me.

This poem could not be more cheesier i wish you didnt have to see this.

Oh well nothing i can change.