Alien.

Sometimes I feel like even the closet people to me are strangers.
I will not compromise myself, do not even waste my time asking me to. And yes, this is about me. It's always been about me and always will be, because that's the only person truly indispensable to me. Is that narcissistic? Yes.

Me and me. I and I.
Do not test me, I do not falter...as far as I'm concerned at least.