After the fourth year of being cooped up

We realized that there was no end to this

The robots started delivering the food

There was nowhere else to go

No one to complain to

No one to tell our sorrows to

The only we would see our families would be through the square screens

Goodbye [?]

Goodbye to hearing the beast beating in our hearts

Hello loneliness

Goodbye compassion

After the fourth year, we gave up hope

Tin foil started to taste good

Food that was freshly grown was rare

And you'd probably get it on the black market anyway

People were no longer arrested for not being vaccinated

Now they were just terminated

Everything had to be done...how it had to be done

And there's nothing else that we could do