Them, they, the
world, the people,
the faces, them,
together they stand,
I am not with them,
They are not like me
I move farther away
from them every day
They do not see me
as I venture into my
own world, I cannot
be still, I will not let
them see me kill,
Because I do kill,
deep inside my
dying mind, I kill,
Not them, Not they
only the idea of me.