in their well-designed mechanisms
in their well-planned programming
something triggered
i'm locked down here
the sounds keep me from falling asleep
only a few in this world carry the keys
nothing is any of our concern

i am proud of these symbols i've painted on my walls
they keep me remembering while my mind distorts
from this endless grey and black and grey...
we're in limbo where nothing is happening

i enjoy my time here
i am so proud to be a part of this
i am so proud to witness all of this
i will run endlessly
in this world of suicide
when my feet sink too deep
i can finally fall asleep

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