The Matrix

confined among the corners of this cell twisted between reality and facade to where I can't tell the difference between addiction and a choice because I was never given one amidst the white noise put me in a box to control my thoughts by signing me up for a private inbox where all imagination gets caught in a web of lies where too many dreamers dreams go to die but it is time for us to open up our eyes the energy that never dies and take back our pre-determined lives while we do all the giving they are the ones out there living give our time, our effort, and obedience only to be a spectator in the audience? we have all been enslaved not just the slaves while we are out here working, they're the ones getting paid the only truth is the mind open up and look inside they can't win what they can't hide this is the matrix, we are all connected it is time to accept all the possibilities we once rejected.