I Stand Alone

I try as hard as I can to blend in, knowing that deep down I'm different and that one day they'll find out. Something beneath the surface is festering, bubbling forth 'till it ruins me, a time bomb slowly ticking away to the moment my normal facade melts, leaving behind the scarred remnants of what is left behind. Precious time passes so quickly before nothing, all that was left is washed away, they exile me for being different, they do not understand my level of consciousness, thus calling me “insane”.