Wrong

I’m doing things

I don’t want to do

I don’t know what’s happening

My good side is blurring

I am ashamed

Of what I’ve done

But I can’t show 

What I think

Or I will be cast

I don’t know how

But I do it still

Their commands

Their biddings, their will

Quick sirens flash

Metal taken out

Escape when you can

Before it’s all real.