Am I human
I have a brain to think
Two eyes to see
The ability to walk
But am I really human?
I find it hard to shed a tear
To feel no emotion
Just like the tin can with no heart
Does my body define me of being human
or is it the thoughts I disregard of having?
So many questions
Which ones to ask
Do my eyes deceive me or
am I just a robot
I have lived for lots of years
Seeming very tan and pale
I have seen the world through the colors of
Black
gray
Black
And bland
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