I Inhabit Too Much Space Within My Own Mind

We make our own rules, convincing ourselves of right and wrong. 

We could do anything if we allowed ourselves the indulgence while slipping below the judgmental and ostracizing eyes of society.  

If you don't know what it is I'm talking about, have you ever told a lie so well and often that you believed it yourself eventually?

If nobody digs up my sins then they never existed. 

I've buried them well under the cover of night and killed those later who helped carry the shovels and the body. 

I am a master of myself, I cannot respect anyone who isn't and therefore am alone once again. Sociopathic. 

"But why would you go through the trouble of explaining this contrived idea? It's because you're alone, you need to connect to someone and you see that I get it."