I sometimes see individuals,
Look like they\'re waiting for miracles.
Stood outside the house,
Appearance as timid as a mouse.
Watching everything on the front,
Lost and unsure what they really want.
Brainwashed by algorithms,
Corporations are fortified work prisons.
Killed the old me with a wooden stake,
Finally, fully awake.
Trying to get right before the final call,
Impending judgement overshadows us all.