Loud Screams To Deaf Ears

Why is pain considered beauty?
Why do they never ask if you're okay?
They treat you like a statue you'd see in a church.
They'll look up to you surely, but they'll never hear your actual words.
It's just a loud scream into deaf ears.
I always wait for the day where I can finally engulf them with my worst fears.
Corrupt them with the insanity that runs throughout my head.
Mood shifts pushing different voices in my head, I can hear the octave change each time.  
As if I'm in an empty room, and I finally hear someone new.
I'll warp their minds like a black hole bends light that enters.
Only then will I ever be close to fine.
Misconception is my oppression and eventually I'll break free.
Just waiting on the day everyone can accept me for me, and I can finally talk openly.
To find peace.