A Bland Question

Every eve, you ask me How was your day? As if you care, as if you know As if you have something to say Every eve, I answer too It was fine, nothing new As if I mean it, as if I feel it As if I really have nothing to do Every eve, we repeat this A ritual, a habit, a routine As if we are happy, as if we are close As if we are living a dream But we are not, we are not We are hollow, we are empty We are strangers, we are robots We are nothing but a parody You don't see me, you don't hear me You don't know me, you don't love me You don't ask me, you don't tell