Matrix Without Me

What is this strange place, we find ourselves in, Trapped in the open, we are free within, Anchored like a sailors, ship out at sea, Everywhere you look, is it possibility, Of ways to overcome, and build ourselves up, Plant the seed of hope, and the past door gets shut, Gliding through time, as it seems to stand still, I push through each day, with the help of God's will, Challenging my faith, and the ability to be me, Giving me the courage, to finally be set free, With my tools for eternal, life all in place, The matrix without me, is truly a disgrace!