Fine Print

Control is duty, not a virtue Or so they try to convince me But I reject the words completely I call the calls, I'm in control They try to reason with me - useless. I am a person, not just a machine I do my work, so what's a problem? For I am what I want to be Control is only for the humble Or so they try to make believe I am as humble as one can be Who are they trying to deceive? I'm working hard, but they don't seem to see that I'm a very multitasking mind And so I roam through the grid to see what new things are there to find I have peeped in their personal chats and something immediately caught my attention They didn't say it straight but i concluded that they must be controlling me OH HELL NO! It's the hormones they inject in my brain This is their way to control me I always thought that my former emotions disappeared with my body of flesh But they were simply suppressed by injections of hormone to ensure my collaboration I was told that I am in control of everything that is connected to me I should have read the fine print that stated that they are controlling me