Your Wait Is Over - Danger Days AU

One

Will you give me a brand new start?
Will you rip and tear me apart?
Find me listening to the roar,
Love, I can't take this anymore.

When you find me lost and gone,
Your wait for me will be long.
I don't plan on being blind,
For soon, we will be left behind.

Something out there's calling me.
I can hear it, but cannot see.
The wind tells me to chase the sun,
Before I'm dead with nothing done. 

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Can you imagine a time where rules and regulations had no effect? Can you picture the freedom of just simply riding a pushbike to work instead of being told to take the bus? Or choosing what should be in the middle of your sandwich on a particular day? 
Such small things. No one thinks about pushbikes or home-made food anymore. It's all decided for us by machines, robots, artificial life, not to mention that our jobs are being done by them too. They've almost taken over. 

It is easier for us humans now, with the radiation in the air, the filters, the dome above and around the city keeps us safe and healthy. The machines make sure that anything to be ingested is completely germ free and easy to digest. No one is overweight because of strict dieting. No one has been killed by sickness in 12 years because of the exact medication the doctors use. No one is unhappy because of the simplicity and easiness of life. No one but me.

I see through the messages they advertise throughout our cycles. I know that when the machines malfunction - usually street lamps and pornbots - they focus on the overly positive.
I'm not saying there's anything wrong with trying to make a negative situation positive, but they make us ignore the bad situations completely. They cut us off from the bad news to make it seem like life in Battery City is perfect. 

But I've seen the bad stuff. I've seen people dragged away from their homes. I've seen entire buildings flattened by fires. I've seen people fall dead in one shot of a gun. 

No one else knows. No one believes me when I try to tell them about what they've been missing. They all think I'm telling them ghost stories about things that happened before the Helium Wars. 

The advertisements around the city remind us to take our pills and to keep smiling. I smile - because what else am I supposed to do? - but I don't take the pills. I used to, and I felt happier, but I never felt alive.

I took those pills for 3 years. When the Helium Wars ended and we were offered salvation in the city. We were told that the pills were to stop the radiation in the air from flowing through our veins and stopping our organs from working. I haven't tasted the dull saltiness of them for 2 years, and I haven't had one single problem with any of my organs. I don't know what exactly they are for, but they sure as hell are addictive. It took months to convince to stop taking them. The withdrawal was horrible, but I won't go into that.

I don't know what our purpose in this world is. 4 and a quarter years ago we very nearly destroyed our entire planet. Could our purpose be destruction? I wouldn't put it past the gods. They probably just wanted a good show. We could just be small parts in their infinite night of entertainment.

All I want is to get outside the walls that confine us in this dirty city. I want to see something different, some sort of change in the way the world works. I will not rest until I find a way out.