Human machine 

Waking, sleeping, talking, eating, 
it’s overwhelming 
Too much work to keep a heart beating 
Dreaming, hoping, longing, trusting 
It’s underwhelming 
Everything just feels disgusting 

Screw on my emotions tight, lock and load 
Let there at least be pretense 
Say and feel what is right to say and feel, stay on the road 
At my sanity’s dispense 

I can learn common sense and I can laugh
It’s all quite easy 
It’s what’s beneath my skin when I’m cut in half 
I don’t want anyone to see 

It horrifies me