Cybronica

The ghosts in my shell
Whisper in my ear
Such susurrations
I cannot quite hear
A malware that dwells
In my mind, full of fear
The words, all unheard,
Strong and severe

The ghosts in my shell
Whisper in my ear
Such susurrations
I cannot quite hear
I know all too well
How they come and disappear
Voices that corrupt
Me to tears

Something’s wired in me
Though I couldn’t say for sure
I am dreaming of electric sheep
Lying dead upon the floor
Perhaps a factory reset could
Revive their woolen hearts
Lose it all to bring them back
Let them go and then restart

The ghosts in my shell
Whisper in my ear
Such susurrations
I cannot quite hear