Building my wall, brick by brick 
Covered in notes and connected schemes 
Designed to prevent the world from flowing free 
Into the domain of my meager soul. 

That's what growing old 
Feels when you cast alone 
By own will. 
Just imagine you're going to kill everything about you, 
But for real 
You just know what you knew all along: 

That dividing yourself from the rest of your kind 
Gives you reign over every detail, 
Gives insight into where you belong, into what we all secretly crave 

For the best of your spirit and versus mankind.