I was just a moving pack of flesh
No soul, no heart, just systems moving like gears in an analog clock
I was a cold-hearted man
All the good and bad things they thought I did
Are just my manner of killing my time
I was just a factory standard prototype
All the thoughts and plans I had in mind
Are just series of schedules that I strictly follow every single day
I was dumb for thinking all the things I did were right
I was dumb for putting the triangle block into the circle hole,
for having a mindset that all the things I had and did were how they're supposed to be.
I was dumb for thinking that it's alright
I was dumb for feeling comfortably numb
I was, indeed, dumb and numb
I was just a dumb and lonely soul waiting to be saved
With all the sanity and humbleness I think I still have left, I ask of you
Will you break this wall of dumbness and numbness?
Will you save me?
-Arjen L. Melkior