Each moments breaks me Immutable pieces
And ever time I try realign me
There is not the same code that kept me

I'm immutable
In my angles I can see an asymmetry
That bothers
And without the thumbs I'll stay until the voice back
I can see an asymmetry

The yell is momentary
But not less smothery
Its the moment that remains

Subjugations can’t define me
No matter how impersonal they be
There's no secret
Apply to this stone
There's no bridge to cross