Futureless

I've died here before
I'm crazy, or am I?
You laugh at me
A mere mortal, like you’re different
I'm being watched
A movie set of my live
$11.50 per person
But who will pay that?
I paint myself into corners
Am I stupid?
A radio plays my favourites
Am I lucky, or is it just fate?
A written life is what we live
We have no control
So I live my life
In fear of the future
Am I insane?
A computer runs my life
Along with everyone else's
It has total control
Without knowing anything
Why do we accept this?
I don't know