Alexithymia

I can't explain, can't show, can't display.
All my intentions end in dismay.
I won't digress, won't try, won't even care.
Human emotions are never there.
I thought I was broken, was flawed, denied.
Now I realize it was just in my mind.
Nothing is perfect, I can't claim anything to be.
Especially not you or me.
I now realize, superiority is here.
Blame is the key,
Delusion is the fear.

I'm not always heartless.
I'm not always cold.
I don't always do what I am told.
I'm not always amoral,
I'm not always blind.
I just stopped caring about human-kind.

This is Alexithymia.