People call me a monster, freak, and just some machine. But why, why does every one judge people by their looks? aren't we all the same on the inside?......well....I'm wires and gizmos inside......
forget that. we are all seeing the same colors. the same sky. the same...well cats and dogs see in black and white.....

why do we exist? what's our meaning? what reason is the cause of us living?
life is so confusing.