Anywhere but here

I am empty of empathy come sympathise with me Cue the violins, or just fiddle like a bad-tempered Roman Offer me hope: bring flamboyant symbols, cheap gold pendants with wings Maybe a big gaudy unflappable albatross nothing too flash, mind you! Take my hand, lead me towards the edge it’s time to fledge Sidle me onward, watch as I waver Try not be over-critical of the albatross He’s become a hanger-on, too far gone and addicted to flattery If I drag you down or appear inhumane, it’s all secondary I’m merely feeling depressed by a pouch in my brain A séance sensed it was next of kin, X-rays revealed tiny pleats, masses of tissue within folds of skin An exorcist said it’s my vestigial twin Google diagnosed (Visual agnosia) taking shape from within Oh! And the indifferent chatbot I confided in, has begun self-harming!