i am not a robot
i am not a robot
i am fragile stubborn defiance
skin shallow blood wild not the
yes no engine of a system fixed.
i am not a robot
i am the sun that burns red into the void
raging reactive fueling
mass, desire;
i burn myself
i am not unfeeling
i am cracked like egg shells
pick me up
as i descend sluggishly i am fixed.
upon countertops and lips
i am not a robot
i am a leaf caught in a hurricane
i am lifted
brought up by the hope that some driving force will
move me and as i am a stillness
falls
the wind does not look back
i am not unbroken
i am flawed and scared beyond hell
scared of eyes
and scared of never being enough
we are all alone we are all defiant and we are all
unfixed
She is not a robot
Posted Nov 29, 2015, 6:16 PM UTC · edited