This is why

An insightful poem that should be left to your imagination and even I am not exactly sure of what it means!

When I hear I don't listen
When I listen I don't hear
When I speak I don't think
When I think I don't speak
I am human, but not very much so.
I stick to my thoughts, my opinions, my ideas
I don't share them because why would anyone listen?
If something is not ok, I don't say, I just sit it out
I'm quiet, they tried teasing me, but they gave it up long ago
I don't react
I show no emotion

This is why they came for me

I didn't tell them I didn't want to go
I wasn't too sure what I wanted
All I knew was that they needed me
My non-existent emotions
My thoughts and ideas
That I wouldn't tell, even if I wanted to
I will always keep them to myself
But I won't tell them that
They know me too well
They know how I feel
And they know, that I understand, that they are in control.

This is why they wanted me

Believe, They tell me
I hear but I don't listen
Look here, They show me
I look but I don't think
They get angry
I stay blank
They tell me to GIVE IT A REST
I tell them, that I hear them, but I won't act.
Action, I tell them comes from needing something
Or wanting something
Or loving or feeling something
I have never needed, never wanted
never loved anyone, or felt anything
I tell them.
I tell them I am nothing

This is why they killed me