Ending the facade

I await the time I end this facade,
Happy in my successes, Oh! I won some by now.
I see myself reaching the moment of unveiling,
Shredding the skins one by one.
The moment of glory awaits me,
The full-scale independence,
which decrees no redemption.
I remember trying in vain to shut down those voices,
The path became clear only later,
It matters not what I did,
For once the results mean more than the process,
Hatred, friendships, love and jealousy,
Companionship or whatever bullshit,
I wanted them all to fade,
Now it isn’t just a child’s want,
It sure feels good when it’s real.
Imagine being invisible to everyone,
As if you never existed, your actions cause effects none,
None to judge you, none to follow you.
Your death is just another random leaf drop,
Meaning nothing, alas! you can be free.
I await that time, so I can end this facade.
I sense it nearing, the beach of my paradise,
As I stand here waiting to lower the anchor.
True freedom indeed, Solitude long awaited.