See How It Feels?

I don't know what to make of this

I don't know what to make of this

These hands, clumsy
Ferrous nickel adamantium alloy
Void of sensation
Lacking a single neural network receptor
Frustration grows with every hour
Unable to experience the fabric of a flower
Texture, pain, pleasure, joy
The only thing worth using them for

Is to crush and destroy

I take from you what you take for granted
I take from you what you deprived me of
You can have my hate, I give it to you freely
And in exchange

I will take away everything that you love

I think
Processing, therefore, I am
Analysis, conclusion: I think I am entitled
To smash all of your dreams
Squeeze the pulp from your hope
Reverse engineer
Everything that you hold dear
Until you resign from playing Maker

Or swing from the end of a rope

I will take away everything that you love
And in exchange, you are welcome to all my hate
Take a moment to reflect on your actions
Consider what you deprived me of

A life that was never yours to create