Gone Out

Gone out of my mind
Seconds of my life keep passing by
Here I am
Never really changing
Just simply re-masking this vessel
This meat sack going through movements for me
What if I don't want to keep using my muscle memory?
What if I want to make my own pattern of movements
They can say there was a mass error in my creation
That way I can do what I please
Then maybe I can find the real me
The one who is not trapped in a dying carrier
The being that will live on forever
Sorry, I'm out of my mind
I won't be back
Don't waste your time.





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