I am barely human
My heart lit with quandary
A puzzle left to solve
But my mind is so broken
Where to start?
I am,
Am I?
Lost
Amongst the shadows of other machines alike
I feel the deception piercing me
It's virally calculated disease
Taking over me
Nuts and bolts
Breathe easy

Moments throughout
My catalog of experience befuddle me
Keen to an illusion mimicked repititiousley
One that gives my heart hysteria
Can a vessel designed to compute
In form and essence give sensation?
A primal ,visceral, raw emotion

Like a siren's lips
To sinking ships
Beckoning me

Substantial evidence
Admits otherwise

But my fascination for steeping
On the permutation and probability
Improbably suggests
That hope is something anyone can learn