Sometime,

I don't know

If my words are lies, just for show

Am I Vulcan as I say?

Or am I human, with my feelings scattered astray?

I know that biologically I am both-

A hybrid

A freak

An experiment

But inside- I'm not sure.

Is it ironic for a man to not know who he is?

They've all abandoned me-

T'Pring, wanting the perfect I couldn't give

My classmates, telling me I shouldn't live

T'Pau, insulting humans and me and the heart inside my ribs

But I love and am loved

Jim- my captain, a friend instead of just proper

Leonard- holding my deepest secrets, not just as a doctor

Hikaru, Pavel, Nyota, Montgomery, Christine- they all have a place in my heart

Mother- I know how much she loves me- we are never truly apart

And deep down I know

Sarek- father- loves me, although he doesn't often show it.

Where is my heart?

Is it in the biological place, in my chest?

Or connected to those of my parents, my friends, the rest?

What am I? Who am I?

Spock the Vulcan?

Spock the Human?

Spock the logical, heartless computer?

Spock the soft, emotional friend?

I don't know

But maybe I don't need to.

Is it ironic for a man to not know who he is?

Does it matter?

I know this:

I am Spock.

And maybe that is enough.