I tell myself
I am only a human body
With organs and nerves
Like a robot
With screens and wires
I cover my mind with this scientific mask
Yet I still feel this pain inside my chest
I feel the tension of these whispering voices in my head
I feel clear, salty, liquid caressing my cheeks
My scientific mask doesn’t know what to make of this
So I sit here
Tears carving paths down my face
My chest tight
My stomach in knots
While my heart
Battles this scientific, robot, version of my brain
And my eyes stare off
Empty