Who is me? The machine that vibrates with pain? What am I? An inner ghost that guides my hate? Who is in there? A divine comander from a higher soul dimension? What is me Am I an improved animal Scultured by culture? Is there an in there I am not the ghost trapped inside I am just the possiblity made act Not the machine moved by will I am in fact the one who acts No guilt, no merit, no will I am the interaction become fact The result of my own action The ghost in the machine A trap settled by the past The source of real confussion Your self inflicted guilt I am a confluence of the universe I am the past, I am the environment I am not inside, I am not outside I am your act in me, you are my act in you.