Reloading

Comfort.Why is it so important for us to be comforted?Why do we have to sit on velvet cushions,why do we have to wear satin dresses?Why do we have to take warm bath,why do we need to be hugged?

Why do we seek comfort?

I do not have plastic skin,
That needs no layering, touching the scorching sun.
I do not have mechanical hands,
That does not tires my flawed body.
My heart is not made of steel-battery powered.
It does not beat steady when I want it to.
My mechanical body loves the rain.
For it brings me to life.
My mechanical body has an emotional heart.
My heart is a baby.
Tender,weak & fragile.

You plugged life into me.
Charging it to 100%.
But just as you walk away,
The battery dies.
I can't replace the battery,I tried
I never knew there's only one made to be compatible.