Analysis of My focus?

My focus is a lie. To maintain decorum in a jungle where insults fly, I treat them better than they treat me is how moves are made yet for the greater good I keep emotions impaired. The battles are layered. Which to pass, which to take on, which to be patient so we are all better off. All of these walls to maintain decorum, so many walls I can't tell where they started. Never knowing who I was by the time I realized that the person I am now is who I am in their eyes.