unoriginal dbh poems and oneshots.

connor poem

I flip a coin

Heads or tails

Am I deviant?

I can't tell

I accomplish my mission

And walk towards success

But wait- what is this?!

A choice of life or death?!?!

Do I shoot

Or do I spare

What's more important

My mission or a life

Of an android who just sits there

With all the choices

And all the games

My instability

Only gains

I choose my mission

Or I choose my friend

I choose my purpose

Or my own instead

What will it be?

Android or living being?