Entity of steel and circuit boards Traveling along a moonlit road Amethyst eyes mirroring the galaxy Calculating trajectory Won't believe when they tell her it's genetic That she's synthetic Mane ruffled in a gust of passing cars By the track a man breathes fog into the stars "Tell me drone, your name and your intent" She responds: 'I am searching for a life and story, my name is shorty" Hardware that warns her "hazardous motion" Yet all that she wants is to see the ocean "Perhaps once i'm there i can smell the salty breeze" And all of the energy held inside Will never be used to just, be alive Her optical sensors scan for humanity