Strange Confusion

People saying that's I'm searching for fame
I hate spotlight; Do you even know what is my name
Yes i'm almost here and i will be a generation of successors
You my friend is just one of em hateful predecessors
I won't worry
You will come to me eventually
And when that happen
I will laugh out madly
Thinking to myself
Of ways to torture your mind
Yet you disgust me
You're just lost
Lost with the wind
Like a sheep with it's slayed Shepherd
Nothing to protect you
I'm long gone
My journey
My walk
Please none of ya'll TALK
Your opinion is irrelevant to this society
This world that slowly consume our mind
Instead of helping each other
You all waste your time
Instead of valuing life;
Valuing things that causes dime
I want you to live
Not dead but alive
Nothing to win Nothing to lose
Alone you shall be and gates shall choose