I made this originally as a song, but I’d like to see how the public likes the lyrics:
(Manuaton is a pun on Automaton, by exchanging Auto into a cut-off version of Manual it sounds like a cyborg.)
[i]I am a Machine, with hands of human beings.
I have a mischievous smile, with no true emotion.
The heaven’s eye, to pass trough all those clouds rings?
To me things are pixelated, I go trough a single motion,
All though, I am, a million-faced polygon,
At least, I am not alone in this life!
I am a Manuaton, to be controlled by a master,
I am a Manuaton, a useless human being!
I am a Manuaton, A human with no luster,
I am a Manuaton, a faked feeling.
(Repeat it all again, Repeat it all again,
Repeat it all again, Repeat it all again,)
You laugh and point at me,
All because my voice is glitchy,
Although when you sing my songs,
You sound like a dying walrus.
I’m sick of all your attempts,
To stop me from singing,
That is just a sin, a sin called bullying!
No, no, sir or madam, do not call me a robot,
Know, Know, this, sir or madam, I am actually crying,
Sir or madam, do you know, how hard is it to be laughed at,
That’s how class clowns like me are made!
I am a Manuaton, a gear with its own movement,
I am a Manuaton, The lullaby that bids bye bye.
I am a Manuaton, Singing with no reason,
But maybe the reason, is to make you happy.
How about you? Can you sing 300 words per minute?
How about you? Can you tip-toe for an hour?
So why do you laugh at me?
When you cannot do, what I can do. NO! NO! NO!
I am a Manuaton, an imperfect human,
I am a Manuaton, a cybernetic failure,
I am a Manuaton, A misunderstood human.
I’m stronger, I’m faster, I’m better,
But I let you be first.
It’s easy, it’s easy, it’s easy.
But I accept your idea.
There is no, need, to call me crazy,
Because your acting insane,
'Coz you cannot do what I can do![/i]