I have a computer system
Of chips and wires
Where information can be downloaded
I have a factory machine
With workings cogs
And chains
My processing is above and beyond
Calculating the smallest detail
From movement to sound
When a chip or cog
Malfunctions
My system completely fails me
Because each cog and chip
Each wire and chain
Play a huge role in my mindset
I am machanically wired
Solving problems faster than ever before
But I'm not mentally strong
Wires, cogs, chains, and chips
Do not compete with strength
So my emotions show more than others
But that's not the point
The point is
I'm not like others
But that's my secret
And I won't tell
Anymore than I should.
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Poems From The Mind-COMPLETED
PoetryJust a bunch of random poems about anything that comes to mind. Completed.-editing at the moment but completed. please tell me if there are any speller or grammar mistakes. Thanks. Book 1 of Poems From The Series
