Alive

I will constantly live with a strain.
Ill equipped at heart and emotionally depraved.
Bio-machine and commands that come from my brain.
Predictable rhythms I dance on to the end of the day.

Stopped trying to find life.
No soul in these cold eyes.
I need to know now, please tell me I'm more than this.
Climbing not so high.
Hating what I try.
I don't feel dead inside.
I wonder if I was ever alive?