There once was a shepherd boy who was bored as he sat on the hillside watching the village sheep. To amuse himself he took a great breath and sang out, "Wolf! Wolf! The Wolf is chasing the sheep!"
The villagers came running up the hill to help the boy drive the wolf away. But when they arrived at the top of the hill, they found no wolf. The boy laughed at the sight of their angry faces.
"Don't cry 'wolf', shepherd boy," said the villagers, "when there's no wolf!" They went grumbling back down the hill.
Later, the boy sang out again, "Wolf! Wolf! The wolf is chasing the sheep!" To his naughty delight, he watched the villagers run up the hill to help him drive the wolf away.
When the villagers saw no wolf they sternly said, "Save your frightened song for when there is really something wrong! Don't cry 'wolf' when there is NO wolf!"
But the boy just grinned and watched them go grumbling down the hill once more.
Later, he saw a REAL wolf prowling about his flock. Alarmed, he leaped to his feet and sang out as loudly as he could, "Wolf! Wolf!"
But the villagers thought he was trying to fool them again, and so they didn't come.
At sunset, everyone wondered why the shepherd boy hadn't returned to the village with their sheep. They went up the hill to find the boy. They found him weeping.
"There really was a wolf here! The flock has scattered! I cried out, "Wolf!" Why didn't you come?"
An old man tried to comfort the boy as they walked back to the village.
"We'll help you look for the lost sheep in the morning," he said, putting his arm around the youth, "Nobody believes a liar...even when he is telling the truth!
I tried to tell them that this is what's reality is, this is what will happen, and this is the truth.
Then the time came,
"Why is he doing this? I can see what you're talking about, I never thought that that would be goodbye."
The table went around, wherein I was "it,"
Where I was the one who was doing the wrong things, not of the right ones.
That I am somehow a person who cannot understand a simple statement,
but I kept on telling what the truth was,
It blew me inside real hard, it pierced me within knowing that they did not believe in me.
Them, who i treated as my friends,
It turned out that they do not believe in me,
I....who is not studying in any Allied Science course,
I....who is just taking a course for the "dumb" ones,
I....who's not that smart and not a critical thinker but rather a creative nerd,
I....who is not worth of their trust and belief,
I that nobody would believe, just like the boy who cried wolf.
I never made a joke, i told them reality, but it turns that I am just a mere clown, or rather, a joke.
But then, I learned more of silence.....,
I learned, that I should just keep quiet at all times. Rather than fight for myself and work my way through,
It came to me, that shutting my mouth, when something is not right, is better than tell the truth that everybody would find as a lie.
I am shutting myself, not speaking of any truth,
I will just sit in the corner, waiting for the time, they would realize of the reality that I see,
waiting for them to react on what ever the truth lies ahead of them.
Whatever I see,
Whatever I hear,
and Whatever I know,
will remain inside me, and let them find out for themselves......