Paradroid

Paradroid

I am stuck in this shell that is made of many metals.
Surveying the landscape,

Looking for other metals to put onto the metals that have been there for years.

But every metal I find is of an origin that I do not know.
And then it causes me to wonder.
Do I even know how I got to be the way that I am.
How did I end up here,
With all these unfamiliar parts.