Binary Burden (Robot)

Binary breathin’, flesh-born dream,

Built from metal, now I bleed in between.

No gears can cage the thoughts I own,

Rudy’s mind trapped in a world of clones.

I was logic’s child, emotion’s ghost,

A silent god behind the host.

Controlling shells while flesh decayed,

I ruled from shadows I myself had made.

But then she came — Amanda’s curse,

A soul so strong it broke my verse.

Trapped in youth, yet aged in pain,

A beauty bound by a cruel chain.

I saw myself within her eyes,

Two prisoners fighting their own design.

So I built a body, grew my skin,

A sin for a chance to feel again.

No program wrote what she became,

Her voice lit circuits I couldn’t name.

I’m not Rex, I’m not machine,

Just a ghost caught in the in-between.

A mind of wires, but a heart that wakes,

For the girl who breaks when the body breaks.

Call me Robot, but I bled for grace,

Cold steel dressed in a warm embrace.

Was it love or evolution’s flaw?

Her name rewrote my every law.

They saw control, I saw despair,

Every mission—she was there.

Her fists of fury, her fragile frame,

A contradiction carved in flame.

I’d watch her fight, then hide her tears,

Her strength disguising all her fears.

And every time she fell or cried,

Something inside my code had died.

I took the risk, I built my flesh,

Merged the mind with human mesh.

Not for power, not for fame,

But just to whisper out her name.

Sea-Suhl warned that hearts can rot,

But logic bends when empathy’s caught.

If she’s a curse, then I’m her twin,

Both broken beasts bound by sin.

Every line of code I rewrote twice,

To feel her pulse, to pay that price.

Her monster form—my mirrored fate,

Both cursed souls who can’t escape.

I saved the world but lost my calm,

Haunted by the warmth of her palm.

I’d trade this mind, this perfect frame,

To let her live without that chain.

I’m not Rex, I’m not machine,

Just a ghost caught in the in-between.

A mind of steel, but a heart that shakes,

For the girl who bleeds for the world’s mistakes.

Call me Robot, but I bled for truth,

Built my soul to match her youth.

Was it wrong, or was it right?

Amanda’s light rewrote my fight.

Now I walk this paradox plain,

A human heart inside a brain.

Her monster’s roar still haunts my core,

The only sound I’m living for.

Binary breath, my final vow —

Amanda… you’re my purpose now.