Inside Box
12.11.2008
It's a controlled experiment.
A matrix around us.
What we feel and see is a conspiracy
of other peoples mistakes.
Our facts are meaningless;
portrayed through bias opinion.
Organic thoughts cannot grow in our heads
As Fields are flushed with perstercide.
It's like a romance of cyanide and happiness.
My soul mate is binary;
coded into me before i was made.
I've grown into a mould of what they want me to be.
Shaped and changed into what they desire.
I'm designed to be so much more than i'm going to achieve.
I could be supremecy but i'm taught what they want me to believe.
I'm stepping over the line of comfortability.
I'm no longer content to sit and listen.
I am compelled to stand up and fulfill outsanding desires to speak
and let it be known.
I shall break the bounderies I have been born into.
Constantly I remind myself
'Inside box is inside out.'
©Copyright AJ 2009




Second, your poetry is enjoyable to read, sir.