Extra #1

Slave

A blessing in disguise is infecting your surmise,
Confirmation bias everything you don't despise.
The lies add up endlessly,
Building presciently
Just defies the natural order,
Locking you down your own private corridor.
Break out that castle, such a hassle to stay cooped up.
Those chains you wear are only tassels, not looped up.
But true enough, how to break free when you can't see the bondage?