An Art Form out of being Aloof

I've made a art form out being insincere. Of holding my self aloof from the rest of the world because sometimes it doesn't feel real. All my yesterdays amount to not very much today. Haunted by earth quakes, lacerated by the what is and torn by the maybes. Insincere because I don't have much I take seriously, when I do take a active interest, you wouldn't like it.