Follow the adventures of a lone nerd as he fights a losing battle against Apathy.
Building blocks are made of these,
Metal organs and abstract things,
Jammed joints and floating ideas,
And in my home I miss a swing.
Bound to walk, lie or sit,
I long to fly and to escape,
I wish to crawl around in the grit,
Get dirty and change my very shape.
I want to be all
Expand my mind
I want the fall
And I want to climb
You can join me if you want
Though I’d stay for you,
But you wouldn’t see me.
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