It got triggered by depression
Crowned by your ferocious illusions
I'm blocked by your negative impression
I'm being bullied for my imperfections
Apathy, Empathy, Compassion, Frustrations
I can never feel those emotions
I feel nothing, I'm an empty vessel
But believe me or not I'm not a rebel
Some would call me a total psycho
And then treat me like I'm their foe
I'm being attacked, Isolated by humanity
Well, sad to say this is my reality
