She held out her arm, To be poked by the robot. "Tell me my symptoms my symptoms My heartache, My pain- Tell me that put together They all make sense." The robot gave but a quizzical glare. A dead stare through emotion so dense. It analyzed the data, The beep boop menagerie. "You're human." Was all the robot could see.
Doctor, doctor! Tell me it is not so. Why is my heart in tact, When it is so broken?