Computer Twisted

i cannot grow in the light of your sun. send me more rain and il disappear into these cracks. i can tunnel to the center and always find your way out, you always said find my way out. eye am you and you see me. sea my pain and drift afar. this screen of now is only a gateway into wonders and a sink hole of egos. scrambled words no more than scrambled eggs, whisk it up and cook my words