Construct

I hold on
to my belief's
and I know
that they are
Not Compatible
with my life
as it grows
Not Compatible
without a little
Freedom
to think
Not Compatible
with my
Human state of mind
I have become
just a program
Running
on other peoples
twisted opinions
I'm just a construct
a concept
continuously
running down
those dark forbidding
Alleyways
that I believe
I perceive
in my mind
just an onlooker
an observer
a fly on the wall
that I built
just behind

My Eyes