Author: Moonchild10 PM
[one-shot] One sleepless night, Brad wonders what it must be like to be Jenny....what it must be like to be a machine, and realizes he understands more than he knew.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 292 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 2 - Published: 12-30-04 - Status: Complete - id: 2196331
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OK, I really don't know where this came from. I was just thinking and it started flowing. It's not the best poem ever but please don't flame.
They say humans have their limits
But what of a machine?
How would it be to just switch off
And not even have to dream?
How would it be to hide behind
A face made out of steel?
How would we like to touch someone
And have no way to feel?
How would it be to stay young
And never, ever age?
How would it be to have limitless life
And he safe from our own pain and rage?
But how would it feel to be lonely
And know you will never be loved?
How would it feel to love someone
And know it's not good enough?
How would it be to watch everyone pass
And be left here all alone?
Sometimes I wonder if I'm a machine
As stoic as a stone
Brad rolled over in his bed and stared up at the ceiling for a long moment. He couldn't sleep. He hadn't been able to sleep all night. Many strange thoughts had been chasing each other around his brain.
"What would it be like to be a robot?" he asked aloud, but he received no answer form the walls that surrounded him. Only the constant, pressing silence. "I guess I'll never know," he said quietly, pulling his pillow over his head and trying to get to sleep.
It was times like these he really wished he could be a machine.
Well, there you go. My first MLAATR fic. Hope you liked it. I apologize for the shortness. I'm getting kind of tired.