Author Note: I had to write a sonnet for class, and I just got the idea for this. Not a bashing, just an idea. Review!

P.S. I know its not iambic, but seriously, could YOU figure out stressed/unstressed?


I Am Real

I love you, I love you, I love you, Yes!

You are the most beautiful, you're my life

Has he ev'r said that, not under duress?

NEVER! He is the one that brings you strife.

I'll make myself perfect, how you want me,

Can that wretch'd meat-bag pig do that for you?

I'll be him for you, the real one is me

Always; I am what you seek, I am true.

But you reject me! He does not deserve

The love you offer him every instant.

You could be the world's queen, I live to serve,

Just you; fealty to creator I recant.

Unending passion in my circuits burns,

What about my steel body makes you turn?