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Life
I wish I were a robot
I would be as sophisticated and the piece of shit that makes me, and then builds my personality to suit his selfish ways of life
I would simply live emotionless
I would be selfless in your palace
Let me crown you, as If I actually cared that you made me an existence
I would just be
I don't want people to steal my originality
So, I'd rather live in a world where I am completely submissive
That way I never say the wrong thing, or smile at the wrong time, or give my opinion on something when I feel that you are wrong
And frankly, that Is why I would rather submit to your every desire, and be just like you want me to be, just so I don't get judged by the way I live in reality
I want to change my point of view to yours, and fit you're personal liking
So I can say that I have a God that I actually want to meet, just because you made me believe that
And when I decide that I want to make up my mind again, and live in my own world of would it, should it, or could it
I'll just leave when the law permits me to
And at eighteen years old, I'll show you who is in control of my life
I would be as sophisticated and the piece of shit that makes me, and then builds my personality to suit his selfish ways of life
I would simply live emotionless
I would be selfless in your palace
Let me crown you, as If I actually cared that you made me an existence
I would just be
I don't want people to steal my originality
So, I'd rather live in a world where I am completely submissive
That way I never say the wrong thing, or smile at the wrong time, or give my opinion on something when I feel that you are wrong
And frankly, that Is why I would rather submit to your every desire, and be just like you want me to be, just so I don't get judged by the way I live in reality
I want to change my point of view to yours, and fit you're personal liking
So I can say that I have a God that I actually want to meet, just because you made me believe that
And when I decide that I want to make up my mind again, and live in my own world of would it, should it, or could it
I'll just leave when the law permits me to
And at eighteen years old, I'll show you who is in control of my life
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