It doesn't end: the raised eyebrows; the giggles; the pointing; the whispers; the glances; the avoidance; the snickering; the oddness; the rejection; the outloud ridicule; the teasing; the laughter; the contempt; the laughing;...

I wish it would just end, but They won't let it.

Why must we endure such torture for the amusement of others?

I try so hard to act body but yet laughed at, so I try being myself but yet laughed at.

Here I/we sit in utter silence and lonliness destined to live this way isolated by social and personal direction.

Why?

Is it better to say I'm a multiple and be crushed for that or to just fade and vanish like anyone cared in the first place?