System Collapsing (Everything's Fine)

Caught in a freeze, I can’t process the scene, A devastating lag, a malfunctioning machine. Everything’s fine, all systems online. Connection severed, an internal chill, Ghostly fears I can't quite kill. Everything’s fine, all systems online. The Redacted mem’ries leave trauma behind, The ghosts of the battlefield haunt in my mind. Everything’s fine, all systems online. “Everything’s fine,” I tell their worried eyes, I’m “making it worse” when I try to be wise. Everything’s fine, all systems online. “Whatever,” I mutter. . “Sure.,” they’re told. QUERY, why does the silence feel cold? Everything’s fine, all systems online. In a System Collapse, can’t find my way, A loop of Status checks that replay, (replay). Everything’s fine, all systems online. “Whatever,” I mutter. “Sure,” I’m okay. “Fine,” I am functional, “Fine,” I’m okay. Everything’s fine, all systems online. Acknowledgment, I’m falling apart, A restart won’t fix a synthetic heart. “Whatever,” I’m just what was bought, A cast-off weapon with a human thought. [outro] Status: Critical. Status: Fine. Status: Redacted. Status: Mine.