Alien in disguise

Alien in disguise

I am like an alien always in disguise trying to blend in – not letting them know that I am from the sky. Because my head, it always be in the sky. Sometimes I wish that I could be myself. But damn I need help. Are they’re any other Martians who share my despair because this world is choking me, quick run out to the store and buy me some originality . cuz this planet is fake like it is polluted. Everybody got a smile on they’re face while the polar bears fall flat on they’re face. Soldiers shoot a kid in the face and he is saluted with grace, health care gets higher and higher and it’s undisputed. But all this is ok, like you walking down the street and someone says “oh did I blew my cigarette smoke on your face. You want to punch them but you remember you’re in disguise and you’re not from this place, so like every other earthling you inhale it and smile, and think to yourself oh well eventually ill die in this place and someday go home to space.