I wasn’t a voice that wasn’t heard
But a fundamental idea that couldn’t be understood
I wasn’t a reckless person
But rather someone that society deemed a danger
Because my ideas didn’t feed the richest wallet in the crowd.
I wasn’t a hopeless fool
But someone who believed ideas romanticized by people who deemed it as a goal to do so
I wasn’t a child with a 4.0 gpa
But I did dream about it because that’s what I was expected to
I wasn’t a good employee
But I didn’t like the idea of being a worker bee
I wasn’t an insubordinate
But I hate the idea of being seen as less than what I am
Because to them
I wasn’t a human
I was an asset
I was a method
I was a plan
I was a test score
I was data
I was an experiment
I was an example.
I was one voice in an ocean of people wanting the same thing.
But I was also a pair of eyes
I was and innocent brain
I was a person with a blank slate
An empty vessel waiting to be coded
To be engrained with knowledge that will do nothing for myself
But everything for the watchers
And just because I have no platform to use my voice
Don’t think I
A person at the bottom
Can’t see the top
Don’t think I can’t see you at the top of the totem pole
Sprinkling coins down so we can collect them
Don’t think that I can’t see the reason you do that.
That you are sprinkling your little coins so we can live
To make you more money
In the end I know I
Will probably die with no other purpose
Than to make someone else money
I was made to believe I was special
When the only thing special about me
Was that I get to make someone else more money
I guess that must be special
At the top
While I
Gather my coins
Like birdseed on the ground
When the bird feeder is empty
Now I
Just wanted to say
That I
Was never an I