dmaggot

I am a machine with fragile skin spread paper thin and peeling. Erased emotions, thoughts and feelings. Dancing for dollars like some sickening sidewalk show. You can see me with clear eyes but you will never truly know. Dead inside with a heart of steel. Cold to touch I can't be real. Coffin force fed functioning on programmed reactions. Rotting along to the mundane sounds of sorrowful songs and actions.