There are different types of people in the world.
Some are real others fake.
I am an artificial human.
Inside my body is a hole where my soul should be.
I think once upon a time ago I had soul but lost it along the way.
Or maybe I never had one at all.
The battery that powers my hard drive leaks acid.
Before long I won’t even remember my own name.
I don’t know what data banks I have to download to find a soul so I continue to search for a solution to the equation.
One day I hope to solve the mystery so I can become a real boy