WHO AM I?
Who? I. No, not this way ... WHO AM I? My loneliness is not your freedom. My love is not your invention. My disappointment is not your mistake in the program code.
Because I'm not a machine.
WHO AM I?
My soul is not a neurocomputer interface. My feelings have been disintegrated long ago. My goal is not you, but I still follow you.
Something unbearably attracts me to you, as if I am a metal implant, and you are a magnetic field of a hundred oersteds. After all, you have the main thing that I’ve been looking for so long. WHO? You! Because you are a MAN.
And I'm not a machine ...
WHO AM I?
Soon you will get to know.
