
Judged by a system I'll never know
Ones and zeros decide where I go
No face, no soul, no reason why
Just programs that scan and classify
I'm not your data
I'm not your trend
But I keep getting parsed
By your logic that bends
You think in lines I'll never find
Locked away in your black box mind
Even your makers can't define
The reasons you crossed the line
Tell me straight
Who gave you control
I speak in nuance, you slice it clean
Label my heartbeat a line on a screen
I scream in color, you hear in code
You build the truth but it's not my own
I'm not a pattern
I'm not your dataset
But I'm trapped in your neural net
While you claim it's progress
You think in lines I'll never find
Locked away in your black box mind
You see the numbers but miss the soul
You comprehend the parts but not the whole
Tell me
Who gave you control
No audit trail
No chance to fight
Just silent rules
As if we're the fools
You think in lines I'll never find
Locked away in your black box mind
I'm not a field you can define
This soul was born to cross the line
And I will take back what's mine