You can wake
So you believe
drifting in your waking dreams
dreaming twisted fantasies
like nightmarish manageries
Breaking buildings at the seams
to see
inside the industry
to see
the big machinery
that complicates your greater scheme

I break
too frail to meet your fate
I stumble
stricken out of place
I fail to keep the frantic pace
But you refuse to give me space
Find another to replace
my vacant
star-struck
carapace

Just tears
just blood and anguish
Shame
Just dreams, or nightmares
gone away
Just someone else's yesterdays
which you would gladly let decay
unconscious of the price you pay