Man or Machine

I, I’m not a machine

‘Cause I know

That I can laugh and love and smile cry and yell and be bored

Yeah sometimes I get high when I get down, down, down so low

I’m made of skin and bones, no gears or microchips

Would a robot need to sleep just to charge it’s battery?

Anyway I still believe that I am man and not machine

But then again sometimes I feel a connection with the Borg

Though I know its just pretend, it’s as if I’m one of them

I, I’ve got a spinal column, and what’s more

I’ve got a heart under my ribs, and it ticks

So the saying goes

But not literally because there’s no gears under my chest

They go around and round and round they go

They go around and round and round they go

They go around

I know I’m not a robot

And sometimes when I’m unsure if I was engineered or born

I remember past events with my family and friends

Then my heart is filled with joy and not printed circuit boards

‘Cause I know that I can feel and I know that I am real