Maybe it Will End

Man Made Mistake

This is by Equallove1221

Scream at my mistakes

And tear out my iron lungs

Reopen my platinum wounds

take away my ability to love

When the things that made you

Tic

Tic

Tic

Are no longer keeping you alive

When your gears are cracking

And your mechanical life can't thrive

When the oil that is your blood

And the rusted pipes that are your bones

Creak

And they groan

Machines weren't made to be left alone

They need tuning up and they need care

They need cover through

The storms and the wear

Machines have an amazing ability

To learn how to do most anything

They can imitate how humans kiss

And hug

And display affection

But can they really love?

Can they show emotion?

No

No

No

All they can do is

Tic

Tic

Tic

Tic

With their artificial hearts

A machine that no longer functions

Is a machine that accomplishes naught

A machine that no longer works

Is a machine that's left to rot