Simulation - Original Poem

Do you ever feel like life is just a ride,
like it could be a simulation, people flying by.
No guess for consequence with the open road ahead.
It's been molded in monopolies and caught within the web.

I'm making my escape. Changes change until we're done.
Uncertainty upon my mind from a world that people run.
Living on the edge of time, adapting to the sway,
surviving like a modern man, facing down the day.


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