I don't want to be let in. I don't want to be tried. For what good is it to pretend? What benefit a lie?

There is no need to be sole human;
is only just a pulse
we can still be mere being
solitary units draw close

They may be dependent
as they turn wry
but I will stay pure; for none will I subside

We can still be spirit,
still God, "one" time
we don't need each other
and frank pain to get by

Some are rejected; some want to feel
but the wall keeps them out; a soul they have killed
Some say the joy far outweighs the not
But i don't see the worth, wanting what i ought

I don't want to be let in. I don't want to be tried.
Please, leave me to myself and time to my bide.