Butt of the joke

Lately it seems as though
I'm the butt of a joke
in which the entire world is involved
And everyone keeps staring
like they know something I don't
like I'm the only living soul
in a world full of machines
with faces all the same
marching in line day after day
and they are only here because I am

My mind conceived them all
to entertain the thought
that I'm not alone
and when I'm gone, they will be gone
It seems it won't be long
with me they will all fall

I really like this. Its dope. Really rings with what/how I feel, and I think alot of people will be able to relate.