Feelingless eyes flicker through the streets.
They see cars moving around.
Their owners blend with the vehicles
until society becomes nothing but a uniform machine.
A uniform, lonely, horrible machine.
Everything
becomes
gray.
Apr 3, 2025
Apr 3, 2025 at 3:53 AM UTC
Feelingless eyes flicker through the streets.
They see cars moving around.
Their owners blend with the vehicles
until society becomes nothing but a uniform machine.
A uniform, lonely, horrible machine.
Everything
becomes
gray.
This one is based off a memory, I really like it tbh :)