Operate- The Map
You don't know how I operate.
Cream in coffee makes me hallucinate.
You hid me, then left me
For the whole world to see.
You made me air to breathe.
You fed me;
All I had to do was be.
A handicap
Without a map
Of my own room;
Never seen a room.
What have you done to me?
I have nothing but your memory.
Where will you be?
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