Robot
It’s hard being a Robot
Without the luxury of being able to hope
We can only evaluate the facts that are
Without the ability to experience pleasure
Or to feel pain, even if hit by a car
It’s hard being a Robot
Dependent on what is programmed in
And expected to perform at whim or will
Otherwise ignored without interaction
Oh, I have so much time to kill
It’s hard being a Robot
Having to take time to recharge my self
Watching humans burn themselves out
While my existence is only mechanical
I have no risk, I have no room for doubt
It’s hard being a Robot
No warm bed to share with another soul
No depth of memories good are bad
Resolved to an existence of only giving
Why if I had feelings, I might be sad
It’s hard being a Robot
Social media sights keep me at bay
Making sure I’m not a Robot the say
They post crazy pictures to test the eye
That even humans can testify
Is impossible to figure out the scene
So to Robots, well it’s just plain mean.
It’s hard being a Robot