Auto-Pilot

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There’s this strong feeling inside
That tells me that I’m alive
This feeling gets me out of bed
But my body still seems dead

I’m trying to open my eyes
And ignore my body’s lies
I can feel that I’m right here
Just let go of all the fear

Control that I refuse to lose
Is occasionally hard to choose
When auto-pilot is in control
And my habits just take their toll

A robot, I do not wish to be
For I will enjoy my liberty
I will not be anyone else
When I should only be myself

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