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
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