I find myself sitting
At the edge of road and drive
As far as I got from home
The land is still mine
There is nowhere to go
I can convince none to see
Trapped in a depression
Systems captured me
How do we treat humans?
Do we seek peace?
I see ideologies vying for control
And think I’m right
Where is there to go?
Everything is owned
Trapped on the side of the fence with “no trespassing” facing out
How did I get here?
How long until They find me?
A being born with the right to pay tax
MindWorld 