Metal Heart Poem by Maya Trowborst

Why does my heart pound
Even when no ones around?
And why does it break
As if it was fake?

It does not beat
And it doesn't seem to be made of meat
I actually think it's hollow
For when one knocks, an echo will follow

It's covered in crater like dents
And steam pours out through vents
But it does not pump blood
And when it does fall, it resounds with a thud

And it is not red,
But a brilliant silver instead
But i guess this is all a start
To describing my strange and wicked Metal Heart