Mechanical Man

My man says he feels no emotions.
He says he has no thoughts.
Yet he sits here angry, miserable,
And constantly deep in thought.

"I'm fine," he says. "It's nothing."
But his face tells me something else.
"There's nothing on my mind, really."
No emotions, no thoughts, what's next?

So if he has no emotions,
And he has no thoughts.
Than I must have myself
A mechanical man,
At least, by my calculations.

Because if he doesn't feel,
And if he doesn't think,
The only logical explanation,
Is that he has no brain.

He must be made of steel and wire,
And perhaps some fancy lights.
He does look pretty realistic,
Technology has come so far.

Unfortunately for me,
And for you,
I do not like mechanical man.
I want a man who feels and thinks,
And tells me what's going on.

So if he doesn't feel any emotions,
And he doesn't have any thoughts,
He must be a mechanical man.
A mechanical man is not for me.