I feel utterly demented, tortured right up the extreme. No one should say anything I have no wish to hear. I hate the way these conversations are tormenting me. I do not see the need of talking that much. No one should blurt out everything or say anything that comes to mind. I hate the statements made, whether truth or rumours. They just keep stabbing at my emotions, time after time, word after word. I know I should slip back into my own world, to find my own peace and tranquil . But the subject of the conversation keeps me listening, even though I am compelled to force back my tears.