i am eerily calm?
it deflects people around me.
they claim 
i don't feel.
they tell me 
i am inhuman.
but that may not be true,
as it's been unconfirmed to me.

i could perhaps 
attempt to feel,
if i learn how it is done. 
but i know i am unable
 to emote
successfully.

i can only think
 things out instead. 
simple algorithms.
is that a different way to be? 

if it is,
i won't be able to improve.
it must be a defect,
a manmade anomaly?

there's never joy 
or sorrow on my face.
they say.
just that calmness,
i do not create. 
just a reflection to theirs,
constantly analyzing,
questioning,
defragmenting,
they sense
only the lifeless look
 of reasoning.
the why & the how 
being thrown back.
they're left more alone.
un-touched.
un-moved.
un-soothed. 
they know
my being hasn't the capacity
to know if it can feel.
for all it has known all along
is to process. 
investigate.

i fail to see 
why i would be
perfect only with a heart?
the kind they speak of,
the kind they prefer to meet.

isn't information,
aren't deductions enough?






Am adding a note now coz am tired of repeating myself. does one have to actually BE the protagonist to sing the nursery rhyme- "I am a teapot, short & stout..." ?? Same case here.