Made Of Metal
My eye's are wide open, yet I cant see!
My heart is pumping, but I can't feel!
My jaw isn't broken, but no words will come out!
I know I have a body of flesh and bone, but all I see is metal!
All I taste is metal!
All I feel is metal!
Im trapped, trapped inside a machine.
One that im suppose to control!
So please tell me what's the point of everything, what's the point of living without being alive!
Looking at life through an outsiders lens. To feel no fear, at the cost of feeling no happiness.
To be without emotions!
-P.G.V
