8 Bits — Mind.In.A.Box

every day I look the same, and the sun is always shining. I look out, and there is 3D. I keep looking down and miss my shadow.

every day my hair is fine, but one dot keeps changing colors. I know my heritage is noble, but still I feel like I'm a clone.

8 bits are enough for me, this is not where I should be. my life is more than information, I want a life beyond emulation.

I look out and everything's too fast for me, and I feel there must be more. every day I dream of where I've come from, now I know I'm just an emulation.

the next time I see the serial cable, I jump on the train and leave this world. now I'm an original, I'm like my ancestors. and my hair is finally all yellow.

8 bits are enough for me, this is not where I should be. my life is more than information, I want a life beyond emulation.