Tired, unispired in pacifying sleep
The nine hour surge reveals a deprecated self
Arranged a life for watching eyes, weary soul’s confine
This material construction, a flawed comfort
Lifelong disappointments brew below the polished surface
In ice cold dependency to a desperate routine
Another days deeds perfected, with blood taste upon barren tongue
A lethargy of senses for you know tomorrow (will be the same)
How can you master the role of a machine?
Drone through waking hour with blind belief
How can you master the role of a machine?
Perfecting the same pattern in monday morning fallacy
Eyes set to the task, desensitized
Is this your dream? Common monotony
An idle overseer of necessary evils
Glance no further, the flair of the moment is gone
Waking hour, glory askew
All that’s been lost and won
Was it all for show?
Was it all for nothing?
This monumental sacrifice
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