By default or by design?
Hope to
In a desperate bid, define
On the line
While stands another side
What I thought that I could hide
With time

Don’t tell me don’t tell me
What I am of
You’re zeros and ones but I knew
This is all this is all
That I ever was
Its overdue

In a head of holes I find
You complicate
Consumed with the what and why
The way you operate
Yet In the waking mind
It becomes a part of mine
Somethings not right

Don’t tell me don’t tell me
What I am of
You’re zeros you’re ones but I knew
This is all this is all
That I ever was
Its overdue

Like the noose around my neck
You suffocate
So enamored of the lie
Of X and Y
And with eyes held open wide
But still to be so blind
I find

Don’t tell me don’t tell me
What I am of
You’re zeros and ones but I knew
This is all this is all
That I ever was
And its overdue