As days pass by I notice to what point will I have to work to be noticed. Some moments I even think about how I will be remembered as, But I don't know what I be remembered for, for every mind has its limits and dreams that will never be made real for reality is a space of which minds connects, But I will never understand how I came to be, maybe its a miracle or a mistake for me to exist. For I will never know if I am a test subject?