Inhuman

Inhuman
by me(whatever)
to: Nightwalker- cover himawari (向日葵)

people in the trees,
walking with your head down.
Dogs on leashes,
tugging to smell someones excrete.

the whistle from the train station,
calling out for me to leave.
Everywhere you go,
thousands of one-way windows.  

lasagna without hamburger,
frustrating conversations.
Disliking the cup of tea you serve me,
the grins of the crowd are sunshine.

talk to me because I'm alone,
but we won't have even 10 minutes before you're bored.
Give blessings for the food I won't eat,
shoving your philosophy down my throat.

I must appreciate your selfishness
to keep me as your turtle in a tank.
forget the real world within your delusions;
escape to a world that is even scarier.

somehow my head has become detached,
and my body is walking around with its own mind.
the polite ways of saying "shut up",
have zipped my mouth with a needle and thread.

the gossip of a friends, friends, friendly neighbors,
worrying, justifying, yet refusing to step in.
You're sad, sad, scared, and depressed,
trying to give subtle hints so someone might help you.

The widespread freedom within a prison cell,
if you're born within a room with invisibly barred walls.
The phone rings, rings, and sings, taking the place
of the person you were talking with in reality.

sighing over your normal life,
a life that isn't normal to another person.
continuously searching for what you lack,
ignoring what you have.

An era the children scream is worse than ever before,
without taking a delve into history, your feet are dry.
laughing at others, an explosive egoism,
on a throne of thrown-away milk cartons.

People who are lonely, people who are white-knights,
they are lonely because they need a certain type of person.
if they refuse you, if they don't like you,
it's not you, it's not your problem.

a cat and mouse game,
to find out who you are.
with all of these framed white lies,
where are we going, where are you going?

Android

Android
by me(whatever)
to: Human (a Android works)- nico nico chorus

I don't understand,
the library mind you have
or your ugly dress.

I don't understand,
humanity's history,
or all your oil cans.

I don't understand,
the gold and platinum cats
that dance in your eyes.

I don't understand,
why I might have to leave you,
who knows who I am.

I don't understand,
the rare, watered expressions
you don't know you have.

I don't understand,
how I can search out your heart,
you who are human.

Human

Human
by me(whatever)
to: Human (a Android works)- nico nico chorus

I don't understand,
your yearned for heart to heart chats,
or your "people treats".

I don't understand,
where you might be leaving for,
with all that stale cake.

I don't understand,
the folded pictures within,
that show me your eyes.

I don't understand,
what make my chips different
from your genetics.

I don't understand,
why you can walk in the rain,
and not rust at all.

I don't understand,
what you meant by "I love you",
you who are human.

Debate

Debate
by me(whatever)
to: miku- fakery tale

A similarity hated in someone else,
a walk down the sidewalk on a winters afternoon.
Things I wish I could say,
things I wish someone would say,
Where can I ...

a polite mask curbing bitterness,
a book from the library holding a child's bookmark.
Things I wish I could feel,
Things I wish someone would feel,
How can I ...

a failed expectation they pretend not to notice,
water marks in a student's English notebook.
Things I wish I could remember,
Things I wish someone would forget,
When can I ...

a life created and summed up in white lies,
an empty chair on the other side of the table.
Things I wish I could fight against,
Things I wish someone would accept,
Why can't I ...

Words from Blank Pages

Words from Blank Pages
by me(whatever)
to: Oasis- Wonderwall

another night in the morning,
I look up from the bottom of the empty well,
sipping in the desert with a vacant body,
reminding me of what I never had.

another person talking in the silence,
a bird flies in the cloudless sky
deafening the ears of those who endlessly scream,
with a song it has forgotten how to sing.

another friend who is a stranger,
stepping on the newspaper in the empty lot,
large-font titles that can't say what they mean,
waiting for the rain to wash it away.

another conversation in monologue,
I discard the shoes from when I met you,
relying on the people in my mind,
to save me from myself.