This nightmare takes me further into the night.
What did I do to deserve this? 
It's all a mess.
When will I finally see the light?
Do I wish or do I act ?
Both seem pointless.
I cant let none be the less,
But how should I react.

Am I really that confused?
For following feelings,
Which are now fused,
To my body and soul,
And I'm the one to be called an ignorant fool,
By most human beings.
Who I find crude,
And utterly rude.

Do I conform?
To this unemotional,
National form.
Of discarding what you feel,
Because you are convinced its delusion.
Well I will not kneel,
Against what is real,
When I know its not illusion, but,
Just mere confusion.

Even though I feel useless and used.
I cannot give up.
I cannot lose.
I need to grow,
To be able to glide,
But I want to give up,
Because my feelings I hate and hate to show.
What is my fate? I have to know.
I cannot slide back in to that pit of despair.
I would love to not but I know I have to care.
Even though it might seem unequal and unfair.