Love me.
That is all i see.
Everybody is scanning for a bond,
While i lie in the shadows angling
My mode of perception, to correspond
Your routines and rituals of acting,
And asking for boundless love.
So i abscond and you can't ask for more.
Because you noticed my kind and my codes.
You knew I was designed to be alone.
So
I lay my tranquil smile and keep observing us coincide
Feeling the pulse from the inside
I drift trusting i am the aftermath of a calculated plan
But something is always missing somehow
Lost in my thoughts
I blame the inventor
And i grow wiser,
Knowing i will never understand the true motives of my designer.
Words Of Harfouchism.