I used to feel like part of the human race,
Now it feels as if I merely wear the same
face.
What goes on inside, what makes me tick,
Makes me wonder if I am defective or maybe
sick
I feel like a broken automaton trying to
perform
The intricate motions of the mundane, the
norm
I thought I knew, thought I understood,
But now I feel no kinship, no brotherhood
How did I become so detached, so isolated?
What led me to become so disinterested, so
jaded?
Have I been driven here by solitude and
loneliness?
Can I be healed by a companion, a sweet
caress?
I dare not hope, I dare not ponder,
That there exists in this world such a
wonder,
For should it ever come to pass
That I believe, and it proves to be a
blunder
My world will shatter like broken glass
And my soul will be ripped asunder.
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