| Broken Wings of Benvolio |
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
「 what behind my shadow. 7:29 AM 」

Everyday I do the same thing
wake up, work, eat, sleep, dream
I got to thinking one day
About everyone I see on my way
We all live the same so it seems
Stuck in this endless rutine

We are all Robots, programmed the same
Living out our lives, in this fucked up game
Wake, work, eat, sleep, never any gain
Day by Day feeling nothing but pain

I tried to figure out when does anyone win
I learned its like pacman, there's never an end
Level after level, more and more chaos
go as far as you want, there's never a boss
Running around eating up everything we can
Running and hiding from what I call "the man"

We are all Robots, programmed the same
Living out our lives, in this fucked up game
Wake, work, eat, sleep, never any gain
Welcome to the real, Life is but a Game


hahah a great poem to kick off I,robot.. hahahaha