Misunderstood

Waiting in the calm of desolation, wanting to break from this circle of confusion. Sleeping in the depths of isolation, trying to wake from this daydream of illusion. How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me? How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me? How can I know so many, never really knowing anyone? If I seem superhuman I have been misunderstood. It challenges the essence of my soul, and leaves me in a state of disconnection. As I navigate the maze of self-control playing a lion being led to a cage. I turn from a thief to a beggar, from a God to "God save me". How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me? How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me? How can I know so many, never really knowing anyone? If I seem superhuman I have been misunderstood. Playing a lion being led to a cage! I turn from surreal to seclusion, from love to disdain, from belief to delusion, from a thief to a beggar and from a God to "God save me". How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me? How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me? How can I know so many, never really knowing anyone? If I seem superhuman I have been misunderstood.