neutrality
The life I knew had been erased.
dual-cannibalism
I was never one to make demands on reality.
commissar
My reality had a hiccup.
carbonated
And if I needed be firm, my grip made a scar on it.
acid
It couldn’t outmatch its own duplicity, nor could I.
information
I have never said I've never been wrong before, but most of the time, it's true—I'm right.
original
I was at the beginning of my life.
weapons
My interest was the eternal and the mechanistic.
shots
I was classified as one of the beautiful and one of the subservient.
consciousness
The burdens of being unequaled were weighing feverishly on me.
welcome
I says what I programmed myself to says.