If I were a robot

Love would be easier

I could uninstall all those

'Corrupted files' as they're called

From my heart-drive

I could re-write the script

That makes me fall for

Sweet girls

And teach myself to love

Men as I should

But I'm no robot

I don't have write permissions

For my heart

Nor my head

So I must brave

Those who say

That there's something wrong

With the way I love