The Quest

Whatever I may do 
Can not change my difference 
So where is the truth 
What is real and what is fiction? 
What people are we? 
Are we like the others see? 
Or so as we regard as we? 
We see what we want to see 
We hear what we want to hear 
We belive in what we want to belive 
We have got your own personalities 
Can you respect my difference? 
I am a messenger of tears 
A damnated reaper of a life 
Should I reflect on rerasons 
Of my pessimistic way of existence