I want my processers
To process this
And for me to keep going
I want to feel none of it
To go on without knowing
How much it hurts to break inside
Machines don't worry about that
But I feel it tear me down
And turn my heart into scrap
I want to be
unfeeling
So the world can not faze me
I don't want to worry about healing
Cause the bad things would barely graze me
Please make me a robot
Make me numb inside
Cause lately
Feelings just make me want to hide
- Author: Naeners ( Offline)
- Published: June 19th, 2018 11:05
- Comment from author about the poem: Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
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