Severed

[Moco Loco]

Hello! This is a tiny poem partially inspired by all the Voyager I've watched in the past several months.

Life and all its little charms
I woke up at noon
I brushed my teeth
I combed my hair
I took a walk,
and waved in response to someone's "hello".
Somebody need me, my individuality
so that I'm not wasting the world.
My day was pleasant, my journey is over,
but what right do I have to live?
Every breath that I have taken,
I have robbed from the collective.

[Advent]

I need to watch this 'Voyager' you speak of.

[Moco Loco]

It's not really anything like this poem, but the semblance is apparent to anyone who's seen Star Trek.

[Human No More]

Seven of Nine ftw