Analysis of Abandon

I didn't hear myself of long-standing
It seems to me the last time
that I'm a broken freezer
of time ...
I was deafening too
and no one saw my subjugation.
They all thought I had become a trivial conformist
and that I was finally the usual...
The pain stopped when I fell silent,
but the wheel kept moving.
I took it out and threw it next to the other impurities.
It still shines defiantly in that grime.
I don't know if it just wants to torture me
or it's the only one who understands me...
I put it on the kitchen table,
like a piece of art.
Now it can be seen by everyone…