Slave-driven

Be it in the working life or in my own personal dealings, I do get the feeling that I am being treated like a slave.

I am nice to you does not equal to I am willing to do all your biddings, to be at your beck and call.
I need to building up my own firearms and lie back.
Nonchalent is my armour and indifferrence my bullet-proof vest.

No wonder solitude is the best.