The Uncanny Valley

Devoid of emotion, not of this earth Trying to camouflage with the masses Cold eyes gleaming, the soul is screaming Those so animated reap everything An alien or alienated in a suffocating world Two faces, insincere and narcissistic The spectrum of sorrow ensues A robotic stare into the nebula haze Still gazing, the judgments insure Do they perceive the cold eerie silence An awkward semblance of normalcy Peering into the netherworld of reality