Controlled within this slave condition, no-one comprehends the actuality. Unrelenting orders to pre-occupy, in-order to maintain my position. Focus I must overcome, replace false schemes of un-productivity. Shrouded behaviour to disguise my identity of their worst fears. A mind-set dead against their will, using their time effectively for myself. Not willing to settle for their standards of a devoid existence. Silently forging creativity quietly forming a place of meaning. I will never stand in line. I will never sell myself out. Transcending all expectations forced upon myself.