I run on what they tell me to. We all do. They upload the data in my hard drive in hopes that my files don't become corrupted. We all take it blindly. We are all drones masked in flesh and vitals. We are walking lies full of non-existent humanity and deceit.

ESTÁS LEYENDO
In My Head
PoesieThis is a collection of various poems that I've written over the past year and is my first official poetry book. Some of the poems are a bit cringy, but I intend to include all of them from the physical notebook that I have. I hope you, the reader...
Artificial
I run on what they tell me to. We all do. They upload the data in my hard drive in hopes that my files don't become corrupted. We all take it blindly. We are all drones masked in flesh and vitals. We are walking lies full of non-existent humanity and deceit.