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.
