The Humanity Never Existed

Disgusting and crude,
Hardly a thing to admire,
Yet still they fawn over me,
As though I’m a diamond.

I am so good, they mutter,
Though they ignore my transgressions –
At no fault of their own, of course;
My mistakes are my secrets.

The “righteousness” they claim I have,
Is just an attempt at redemption –
I have done terrible wrongs
And “rights” are how I reverse them.

My violent thoughts and hurtful words,
Unacknowledged by their bright eyes.
I try to explain the monster I am,
But they insist it's only modesty..

I am sick and I am twisted,
But I cannot convince a soul.
They are longing for an ounce of hope –
Maybe, just maybe, humanity still remains.

I could tell them the truth,
I could certainly elaborate.
But to do so would insure my demise,
And I am too selfish to give up my life.