Keep breathing
Wake up tomorrow in your blur.
Stay staring at the ceiling,
Charge, rewind, power down, plug back in.
Keep blinking
The tin man is in need of oil.
Wait on signs to make up your mind,
Change your batteries.
Keep smiling
Robots don’t feel love.
Hold on to pleasant nostalgia.
Get a fix, take a break.
Keep dancing
Convince the others you’re human.
Look back on being alive.
Replace your wires.
Keep talking
Fill the quiet with nonsense words.
Pretend you have feelings.
Find the signal again.
Keep breathing
What is desire without hope?
Be an android in a masquerade
Evolve but never forget.
About the Creator
Rose Pelos
-Poetry- -Short stories- -Children's stories- Science Fiction - Plays- I mostly write as a hobby, but would like to turn it into a career one day. I have been writing my entire life, and getting myself into gear by finally posting!
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