Isolated
System is down
I put up a frown
I feel every ache
Of every part
Mind hardly processing
I was thinking
Complete thoughts
Of emptiness
Amused, I may be
I can’t be happy
If I turn around a world
Of isolation
This thing
I can’t pinpoint
It’s pulling me down
Into greater, deeper depression.
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