The Price Of Death

He was forced into conformity
Somehow coping with insanity
Pleasing others and helping out
Always wondering what it was all about
He always wondered how it would end
Or if anything could ever mend
If there was anyone like himself
Or if he’s alone in his battle with hell
No matter how robotic he has become
He knows there’s a way to overcome
But it’ll come at a price he’s willing to pay
(it’s nothing he really wanted anyway)

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