Who

A crude light blinds my eyes

As to forbid me to see the world behind

Screams splitting my ears

This strange beat resounding in my chest

This red liquid is burning my veins

This fluid they call life

Each breath's burning my throat

If I knew I'd wish not to bor

Looking at me as inquisitors

Trying to read my mind

These strange faces seem so familiar

But I can't tell you why

Who?

Who am I?

And you?

Who are you?

I'm their creautre, I'm their toy

Their machine

Their child

I'm born when they wanted to

It will be the same thing

When I'll die

Scientific experiences

Not thinking about consequences

Born from unknown origin

The first of a new race

Will I ever get a place into this world?