I get dizzy in the day
Nights are worse
Am I man or myth?
Robots are built to follow trends
I lie not straight but sideways
I am what I am,
But I am not much,
The heating's turned off,
And the bag on my head, is dancing
My alarm clock rings,
Not twice, but four,
A lack of tolerance shows true weakness,
Orange light breaks the curtain
“Good morning” I hear you say
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