The Long Weak

What I am, is not what you are Cause unlike you I was never human Never was able to, really feel emotions, which you all adore Perhaps I'm just a mutant! I am drenched in the sorrow of never fitting in An ornament of the cruellest sadness! Been called a demon for that reason, just a monster that has been deserted I do not want this! Or do I want this? So, what I am Is not what you are Because I am... What I am Fulfilment and peace, do not consume me And yes I don't understand you Perhaps I don't even want to, knowing what you're like I've accepted my fate of being alone I am drenched in the sorrow of never fitting in An ornament of the cruellest sadness! Been called a demon for that reason, just a monster that has been deserted I do not want this! I am drenched in the sorrow (The cruellest sadness) I am drenched in the sorrow (I've been deserted) I do not want this! Or do I want this?