Sometimes I wish I was a brainless drone
To not be laboured by heavy thoughts
To not be concerned by outer affairs
To do only what I’ve been programmed to do
Feel only what I’ve been programmed to feel
To live my life with a blank stare
With no smiles, with no tears
So that everything wasn’t so painful
Even if it’d mean I’d feel never joyful
I’d wake up every morning, blink three times
Wash my face, brush three times
Every breakfast, have three bites
Have a cup of coffee, as I begin to sell my soul
To the wheels that would control me, that chain my soul
Sometimes I wish I was a brainless drone
To not get so tired
To not feel so alone
Dee
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