Automaton

July 6, 2013

I was formed in a single instant,

Thoughts became matter,

Pieces of dreams,

Were hardened to steel.

My feet became heavy with rubber,

Legs thick with corded muscle,

A torso of glistening abs,

Shoulders thrown back with your own pride.

Atop the creation,

What once was my body,

Sits your mind,

In a cage of unbreakable codes.

You built me from the ground up,

From a simple girls body,

You created a monster,

Incapable of true emotion.

Now my body,

Is unstoppable,

My muscles are of iron,

I was beaten to perfection.

My heart ticks like a clock,

Yet it cannot be broken,

And my mouth may speak,

But that does not mean you will listen.

See, you programmed me,

And I am controlled like a toy,

You chained me,

But I refuse to be held back.

I am unstoppable,

To my own mind,

But to you...I am a pawn,

I am your automaton.

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