Validation of Robots

I'm a hacker 'cause modification, is my mechanation, I explain myself so much, your mind is masticating pavement. Form elation from displacing, Time and Space's normal placement, take vacations when I'm sick, of all the boring rearrangements. Mind's enslavement, in a basement, from our favoured entertainment, leaves us completely obscene, mean, feeling prone to irritation. Masturbation, of my ego, leads my blood flow, from my penis, to my genius. Keeping me subsisting simply, on the feeling, of achievement. Lent for lead, or else my mind will, swell and red-den like the bellend; Of my brain's inflamed, and oft'-been-drained, exacerbated William. Lost in thoughtful drought, I fought through bouts, of doubt and deprecation. Lame excuses, for my uselessness, brain chained in subjegation; To my needless wanton disregard, of recent obligations. The sensation, of salvation, bleeds through me, like salavation, a heartwarming radiation, permeating validation; Through my skin, and deep within, a grin replacing all the hatred. Mind escapes incarceration, and starts making restitutions. Freelance writing honed a skillset of poetic contribution; That abbetted absolution.Solutions, need execution, I assumed a broom and dustpan worked, without giving them movement; Foolishly unwilling, and unable, to prove I have uses. But blues are tunes, I croon and sing, and not moods limp, in a bruised mess. Depression stings, but wincing inwardly, will not make it hurt less; Events already found purchase, oddly a one in one, per chance. Par for the course, but hoarse, is all you'll get for, blaming the merchant. Instead examine my verses, and learn to battle your curses, but also teach yourself to love them if you, want to make progress. Don't get upset, your effort better spent, removing your fogged lens. In the moment, you must focus and work, t'ward solving your problems. You may regret, but peacefully at least, until you are all done: Needing attention presently, Where anger's seeds could be blossomed.