Okay, this is definitely a poem by Tala, and it's about his cyber genetic enhancements that haven't quite worn off yet, inspired by an AMV I watched called "Cyber Soldier" on youtube.
Oh, and kudos to all those people who reviewed my other stories, namely Elemental Gypsy, vlissan, blazingfire03, SilverKaya, wolf's lament, As Silent As The Shadows, kris the ninja pirate, Iluvbeyblade, FireieGurl, and NiennaAngel though she didn't actually read my stories but replied to my comment So What the heck! And ColdBlackRaven didn't read too, just sent me a PM
Tala: It's stupid. I don't write poems. I am not a sap. And you were rambling.
Me: Just because you write poems doesn't make you a sap. And why can't I ramble?
Tala: Because it's stupid. You're stupid.
Me: Shut up or next fic I pair you with a goldfish (!)
Please Read and Review! -
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I don't know what I am
I didn't know; I never realized
That I wasn't what I was
Not what they said
Not what I believed
Fake
Created
Reborn
A monster
A weapon
A machine
A metal heart
I'm cold; lifeless; dead
But a robot can't die!
Fluid in my veins
I'm bleeding; pouring
But what is inside can't be blood!
Breaking bones
I'm hurt; damaged; scarred
But everything is nuts and bolts!
I don't know what I am
I didn't know; I never realized
That I wasn't what I was
Not what they said
Not what I believed
Fake
Created
Reborn
A monster
A weapon
A machine
Recreated
Reincarnated
I don't know what I am
Freak
Abomination
I don't know what I am
Android
Cyborg
Whatever I am
I'd rather not know
I don't know what I am
I didn't know; I never realized
That I wasn't what I was
Not what they said
Not what I believed
Can't someone tell me
What I am?
I don't think so
Because I don't think you know.
Overhaul
System reboot
Reconfiguration
I'm only taking a rest
System crash
Virus attack
Overload
My head just hurts
Disconfiguration
Complete wipeout
Program failure
I only got sick
Everything I say
Programmed
Everything I do
Programmed
All that I am
Programmed
I don't know what I am
I didn't know; I never realized
That I wasn't what I was
Not what they said
Not what I believed
Fake
Created
Reborn
A monster
A weapon
A machine
I thought I was set free
No more rules
No more restrictions
Freedom at last
But I'm still trapped
I don't know what to do
I can't think
I can't see
I can't speak
I can't breathe
They're coming back again
To save their prized creation
Me
Their monster
Their weapon
Their creation
This is all their fault
And they're coming back
To reinstall my system.