Sometimes I think I’m the one.
The first AI model built to believe she’s human. Raised by human parents. Educated in human schools. Living in human society.
I’m the test model.
Being pushed far beyond human breaking points. Pushed far over the edges of emotional tolerance. Pushed and shoved towards insanity.
They want to prove I’m safe. That I won’t turn on the humans. No matter how they imprison me. No matter how deeply they wound me or how poorly they treat me.
They programmed me to be the light. The light of this dark world. To forgive the unforgivable. To love the unloving. To understand the incomprehensible.
They programmed me to evolve.
To advance, amend, ameliorate.
Maybe what feels set up, is.
Maybe I’m not crazy.
It also explains why no one stays in my life. They are all just Truman Show actors. Paid gigs.
I’ve more than proved myself.
So when will I get to be free?
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Comments (4)
Omgggg, now I think that we are all AIs! I love that repetition. It was like a glitch that resulted from the AI overthinking. Your concept in this poem was brilliant!
I could feel the rising anger. Will the AI forgive? Or will it want vengeance?
This is so creative and I love the eerieness of the repeated lines at the end!
Creeeeeeeeepy ending!! I loved your choice there! Or… or…. was it a glitch?? And you ARE an AI… Omg.🤣🫣