There’s no reason for anyone to understand.

There’s no reason for anyone to attempt to understand.

I can no longer reach out to the ones who surround me,

as I’ll taint them like I’ve tainted everyone else.

My mind has been corrupted by nihilism like a virus.

The way I perceive the outside world and myself have altered.

I realize I’m no longer a being that was designed to be here.

I’ve wasted too much time trying to morph myself into others.

I’m not them. And that’s okay.

I have my own madness revolving around me,

that no one could possibly comprehend.

I now need to understand that I’m no longer a necessity to this world.

Just another loose end.