Why be bothered by feelings when all too easily they can be blocked?
When I can feel nothing at all, I cannot feel sad.
And so, I must be happy.
This loose floating me must be happy.
I must be happy.

This, and this alone, is the life I’ve wanted.
The feelings I didn’t ask to exist vanished away,
Replaced by a heavy and happy peace.
I am at peace.

I wonder if you know,
That I still live my life for you.
In fear of your judgment.
In search of your approval.
Where did you hide it?

Oh, it’s just all too hard, isn't it!
Find yourself an easier route.

I am no philanthropist .
For all my dreaming.
I have committed no good deeds.
I seek only to distance myself from a survival I don’t agree with.

I do not really like you.
Really.
I just dislike being constantly alone.