Buried alive

Maze
Psychopathic Daze
I create this waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways
Can't escape this place, I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I am slowly dying
Put me in homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone hear me please, all I see is hate
I can hardly breath, and I can hardly take it
Hands on my face over bearing I can't get out
Lost, ran at my own cost, hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak, all around me is weak, listening, incomplete
I am not a dog, but I'm the one your dogging
I am in a buried kennel
I never felt so final
Someone find me please, losing all reserve
I think I am gone, I think I am dying
You all stare but you'll never see something inside me
You all stare but you'll never see there's something in you I despise
Cut me, show me, enter, I am
Willing and able and never in danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I can't die