March 15, 2019

 

I can confirm I am not a Robot.

I have a heart and soul that is real.

I melt when I feel anguish,

and when I feel joyous, I do squeal.

 

I can confirm that I am vulnerable.

I have a mind that works overtime.

Over thinking is my enemy –

worrying about the next mountain to climb.

 

I can confirm that I am a reclusive.

Privacy, the order of the day.

Preferring to remain uncontactable.

My hopes and fears, not to give away.

 

I can confirm I am not a robot.

Whatever a robot may be?

Technical terms not my forte.

Pen and parchment favoured by me.

 

I can confirm my sense of loyalty.

As a friend, you have my trust.

I exist on a gluten-free diet,

though could kill for a proper buttered crust.

 

I can confirm that I am eccentric.

Normality never was for me.

My rationale somewhat daunting,

to those not blessed with a will to be free.

 

I can confirm I am not a robot.

If you pinch me, I’ll pinch you back.

Too soft have I been for most of my life,

but with age comes the counter attack.

 

I can confirm my thinking not logical,

to those with a different I Q.

But inside everyone lies alacrity,

that shoots from the hip and says BOO !

 

I can confirm I am blessed with madness.

Too long in the tooth to be tamed.

So this is me – take me or leave me.

Life is too short to sit feeling ashamed. 

 

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