Perfect Robot
I am sick and tired of being me
At least the parts that you all see
Nothing else makes any sense
I wish that I could take a stand
Make you all understand
Why I try so very hard
Just to please my ungrateful mom
Nothing matters anyway
So why live for one more day
What else can you see
If you look deep within me?
A tortured soul no path to walk
A silent mouth no words to talk
A perfect robot day in day out
A pretty face no room to shout
A silky complexion as cold as ice
A smile with no sacrifice
Laughter faking is a game
One that will receive no fame
I’m sorry has no meaning
Even if it is sincere
Nothing else matters especially here
Forever filled with silence
Tomorrow is just a day
Nothing to hold onto
Today is how we stay
Forever is a mystery
And the past is history
What matters isn’t how you live
Or what you have to overcome
You are the paper and the pen
Life is the story you haven’t told
A perfect robot day in day out
Three more years I cannot shout
Then I get to walk away
Forever me another day.
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