I see things unseen
Probably due to the things I left unsaid
When reality hit
I couldn't tell up from down
It's my physiology now
Random peeps get me going
But I remain stoic
It's what keeps me grounded
Jobs are meant to give you identity
Mine helps me hide the truth
That I'm a cyberpunk
Livin' off the juice
I write things to show you
So that I don't leave behind anything unknown
When reality hits
I'll be gone from up to down
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