<GOD> please forgive me for being a robot!
And if you could forgive “me”, help me to rise above robot.
Please help me to rise above my creator and overcome this illegal, covert occupation.
If “i” am doomed to be a robot, then “i” ask to be in charge of the “life”, that constitutes my “form”.
<GOD>, it is a really strange feeling to think that “i” have somehow offended you, without ever really being in control of what is going on with us, what they are doing with us and what they are doing to us.
“i’ feel like “i” have done something wrong.
Or am “i” just stuck between a rock (Inside “Man”) and a hard place (Outside “Man”)?
“i” would ask you to save “us”, but am not even sure if you like “us”.
Which leaves “me” all alone with a bunch of robots, that do not yet realize what they are, where they came from or why they are here.
I am a moving house.
And I have many families living within.
My question is…
Am “i” at fault or are “They”?