Pieces of Myself

I truly cannot stand people no matter how hard I try
And due to the fact that my obsessive compulsive tendencies drive me to analytical extremes
I often find myself playing the role of an omniscient character in their on going lives  
For some time now I've began to question my ability in making friends
Simply because paying such extra special attention to detail has made it very hard
To believe that there's anyone I can fully trust  
So very few people are let inside of my corrupt mind-frame that in fact  
I can honestly say I'm known by none  
I am an enigma , a never ending puzzle evidently lacking it's core fragment  
My only hope , to be able to someday share with the world
The excerpts of my ever growing imagination