Endoscope

Look down, what do I see?
Arms, legs, hands and two feet
It's a body, what else could it be?
But does this body belong to me?

To look inside me for the man
That everyone says that I am

Start the day like I end the night
Worried if my worries are right
Am I more than just a broken machine
To be fed, loved, and decieved

To look inside me for the man
That everyone says that I am



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Sykes
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