Manipulate 

There’s no point in explaining yourself to someone more than once, you could; don’t get me wrong but no matter what way you put they just wouldn’t get it, that’s the view from a man who’s been misunderstood, a man who’s be claimed to be different... and they’re right, I don’t want to be the same, maybe they’re right; I am insane; I don’t think like the average... and I do to have a speech impediment, my mind is on a different level than the next, can’t think with my head so I follow my heart, listen to my intuition and emotions, that’s the thing about the ones who have a heart; you’re not warned about the ones who lead from the head but they were taught that’s weak to have feelings; so hide them away... suppress all over it, no one cares what you have to say; I can’t sit with these people: my head gets fuzzy, can’t have a genuine conversation with one, all these barriers and walls are up; damn I’ve even been put on a pedestal with the sentence that followed: we view you different than everyone else: that’s how manipulative people work, they make it sound good then strip you off everything you’re worth: they don’t want to hear you talk, so when you do they shut you down because that’s how they’ve been raised; even one, I don’t want to get to personal but someone even tried to turn my own mother against me; said I was a bad son and I was hopeless, just word from her to me... now to world, I heard everything but never told anything until you fucked up her hair, why do you think she ain’t coming back? That’s how we work, we stay out of each other’s business until shit gets real serious then we do something, we could go further but nah we’ll leave that to karma.