Prisionera Robot

Challenging unconscious life, drifting away
no longer hiding, friends toast on the corners.
In the distance, a furious light appears
seeking war to have their lost souls.
Beloved smile strolling down that avenue
Confused, she observes the joy of being desired.
Malicious eyes seek some joy
capricious, she refuses to feel like an everyday bread.
Spits out the fountain, witness of her own lies
abuses fear, caressing her colorful skin.
Chewing with anger, pain no longer participates
her ears feel the buzz of that cruel symphony.
Her stomach growls
her face soaked with rage.
- Prisoner - Robot, Prisoner - Robot