I am a little bit of lonliness/a little bit of disregard/a handfull of complaints but I cant help the fact that everyone can see these scars

I am going crazy inside my head, or is it that the world is going crazy outside my head?

I am waging a war inside my head, but the defenses are cracking and Im struggling to hold it together. But if I lose, who wins?

I am the heretic. I reject your views and everything about your religion, your God.

I am the downtrodden, the misfit. But I am also your worst nightmare.

I am the unseen rebellion, the one you cant feel until its too late.

I am the silent killer who sneaks through your window in the dead of night.

But most of all, I am one thing.

I am right behind you.