They hate me
Not for who I am
Or what I am

They belittle me
For who I'm not
And what I'm not

Who am I to care
If I claim to be reclusive
Alienation should numb the sting
The sting of the eyes that scorn
And the superficial minds that judge

The desire to belong
To amount to the qualifications
of shallow narcisistic cliques
Was never instilled in me

I've had the need to disassociate
Since the very beginning
It's never been hard to just walk away

Closeness is suffocating
Everyone has a motive
They don't care
They just need
Silence and solitude is warm
Never full of false pretense and pleasantries

What has made us become so nervous
about being alone?
It takes a confident person
These days, it's a kindred spirit
Who can live inside himself
Only his voice resonates
For the pure walls to absorb

And that's just enough
That's all I truly need
The walls
And the hum of the outside
In my company
A simple tranquility

I'm not angry at their ignorance
I don't hate them for what they need
They need closeness like I need solitude
We will never agree

To them, I am a loner
Way past the unapproachable
To me, they are lemmings
Trapped in a box with breathing holes
 

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