I spent a lifetime of waiting, for promises made to be kept
When I rose to move on, I learned all my dreams had left
There was nothing inside me, but bone, brains and flesh
And now I wonder, what did it serve, what was my self
Everyone had died, the world was still spinning, and yet
Aware, I knew more than I wanted, that I couldn't forget
The mistakes I made, dreams I lost, nothing mattered
Because I'd believed that I'd be called, I would be met
With no long flight of stairs, or red carpet for arrival
The dust of a dead planet, human bones scattered
I was last, I'd mistaken words, others understood
There sitting, crossed legs, aged, a simple trifle
Expectations inflated in my manifest dreams
I am with glimpses of memories, my legacy
I'm nothing, but gears that move, a machine
My soul has left me, I've nothing but time
My body is gone, machines do not sleep
I used to be human, no longer
I am just steel and meat
Useless for any purpose
So now I will dream
Of nothing
