A kind of Hush..

Someone hushed me..or many ...or was it me?..I am not sure..but it Is as if an invisible finger presses lightly on my lips a warning ..I think before I speak..as if a fence exsist.
As if climbing it Is a violation of its fenceness.
But I confess..I want to ..climb that fence and I want o bite that finger, even if it Is my own.