Most of the time I’m here -
Present. Silent.
I don’t want life to be
Static. Madness.
Your hands push me down low.
And I can’t contain this.
Can’t contain.
One liners, monosyllables,
Learn and repeat.
One solely input, cables for brains -
Restart.
Most of the time I’m here -
Used but off.
I want my life to be
Ecstatic. Mine.
Their hands turn me around.
And I can’t react.
This droid will fall apart.