He was loud for fear of being ignored.

He had spent so much time being ignored, he even started ignoring himself. He pushed his own thoughts and emotions away, they never mattered anywhere, so why should they even exist?

And he was loud out of fear, fear of being ignored, fear of being alone in being ignored.

And everyone was annoyed, and hated his loudness. But secretly, in a place deep inside himself, he’d rather be annoying than ignored.

And in an even deeper place, he wished he didn’t exist. Why do ignored things need to exist anyway? They don’t. It would make life easier to not exist than waste time and energy for people to ignore him.

He didn’t need to exist, and he wished he didn’t. And the only, true reason he existed was because the only other option was not existing.

And in an even deeper place, he simply wished to not be ignored.