A criminal stuck in solitary confinement
Dying of loneliness
Stuck in this dungeon
Look at him
You know that he's real
Imprisoned not on earth
I don't want any gifts
Throwing peanuts at me
An illusion or salvation?
Turned to a lie
Something that looks like flesh
Look at me with your make believe eyes
Can a machine feel loneliness?
Saved from this barren rock
Torn between what I learned to love and home
All I leave behind is loneliness
This machine waits for the sands of time
Made in my influence in the form of love