Analysis of ASPD

I must roleplay a human
Everytime I venture outside
Truthfully I see through them,
And dream of eating their insides.
I must pretend like I feel
For the average mammalian.
My darkness must be concealed
Or I'll be seen by them an alien.

Some part of me can feel it:
This heart, buried deep in my breast.
Friends know me a chameleon -
I love some, but discard the rest.
But most of them make me weep
For my eyes - that must bear these sheep.
Though I am filled with conceit,
I spit humility through gritted teeth