Broken
When your senses reach my core, it is then that you will see me as I really
am.
You will see all the hate that burns within me
The turmoil and abuse that corrodes my soul
You will see a person who has withered away
Someone who is only a machine in a technological world
The words, feelings and thoughts all programmed by the things around me
You will see things as I see them,
Illusions
Nothing is real if you can break it
And I am broken