If this world were drawn
I could make myself like everyone else
I'd just doodle on a new face and body
When the fashions changed
And I'd rub out my mind
For logic only paralyzes
And who needs a heart?
Who needs a soul?
We'd be stick people anyway
Drones devoid of uniqueness
I could erase every annoyance
Every bothersome boy
Every annoying girl
But the result would be the same
As this colorful life
That's beyond my control
I'd end up empty and alone
But without fate to fault