Sociopath

This is wrong; though entirely right.

This story is not my story.

Yet it's my own personal autobiography.

This isn't my canvas- but it is my paint.

And though everyone else calls it my greatest masterpiece,

this is wrong.

This is not my design; though it is my scene.

The threads don't intertwine- all lies

Yet an anbsent connection links the outward viewers minds.

This is not me - but who am I?

Not who I want to be; Who could I be?

Though, surely who I'm supposed to be.

This is wrong- though entirely right.

This is not my story- yet it is my life.

It must be entirely mine-

Simply my autobiography