Quiet. So dreadfully quiet. br br I'm always quiet, always cal, always emotionless, always controlled. It never changes, it never fluctuates, it never breaks. br br Breaks. br br Break. br br Broken. br br I've always been broken. Behind the wall, I am broken. So broken, I cannot be fixed, I cannot be recognized. Not as who I was. Not as who I want to be. br br Who was I? I –was- I? Find a picture, see a picture. Look, a smile. br br Quiet. So quiet. br br I used to smile. I used to laugh. I used to be a child. br br No more. I am no child. I am a warrior. I am bred. I am perfect. br br I am quiet. br br So, so quiet.