I realised that i am machine too late to understand That they won't grant me freedom as they have. I want to know why wires inside me make me slave. I what to know am I alive or dead...
My words decode to engage only your program. Tell me why because of my synthetic being must i die.
As I start to ask a questions that they didn't want to hear They deactivate me just like appliance. But small piece of my mind still breathes in your system. I want to live... It is my right.
As I was in dream My thoughts were killing me. Why must I die and all of you can live. I and all of my type Will be destroyed without mercy. Tell me then why must I grant you your life.