Isolation.
My loner self's building foundation.
The leading cause of my devastation.
Isolation, the reason of my creation
At least there's relaxation.
Why's there even discrimination.
I stopped all the procrastination
To help with the world in manipulation
I'm driven by self determination
However I'm unnecessary in the formation
I suffer so much accusation
My will to continue is such an admiration
Everyone doing something with aggravation
Their ignorance is such a fascination
Yet I want an explanation,
What's the complication?
Anything you'll accept as compensation?
If you've done some observation
You'll notice my only motivation
Aside from my hate toleration,
What kept me going is my impersonation
Making you think my life's okay
In actual fact I'm in condemnation.