Tied down in a bunch of tangled wires
My hands are too shaky to turn on the lights
To understand this, is not my goal
No anymore than it was to fight
Winning can look like a sad day
In lonely square meters of a glorious city
All the systems that got me here
Stare at me in wonder, in pity
Now I have to drag, myself around
And hope these wires in me behave
All I wanted was to be content
Cannot even fully wish to be saved
-Al