Trapped like a lab rat

Performing for my puppeteers

The illusion of choice

As I work my way through the maze

For what?

The prize at the end

Placed by my masters?

The bright lights are on

Blinding me to their studies

The walls guiding me

To the predictable conclusion

Someday I’ll chew through the wall

Ready to break free

Away from my predetermined path

And into the unknown


Photo by John T on Unsplash

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