Worship This i human

I don't want to be human
A species locked in a shell with no feeling at all
Is there any solution?
Deny ourselves from the prison that the world deems ours
Can you let live and let die?
Can you see life before your eyes?
When it seems that all is lost, can you smile?
(Eyes half open, minds left blank)
This is all that you've ever been
Empty thoughts forced into our heads
I will never be one of them
I'm riding on the wake of all that feels
The same hands we've used to build us up are the same that tear us down

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