vacuum

I follow the set path. I do not wander astray.

honeypot

My thoughts were orphaned.

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.

Think

welcome

I says what I programmed myself to says.