Alien lifeI see them looking at me and wonder:
"Do they know? Do they see that I don't belong? That I am an alien?"
I shake these thoughts from my head and look back down at the paper in front of me
I half wonder if I could get away with writing in my native tongue
They would just tell me to write in normal "English" like a normal person
Wonder if they realise just how hard it is to learn English as a second language for some people
I know they don't but a kid can dream right?
I go home and try to do my homework, I quit because I can't understand it
No matter how hard I try I can't make it
I listen to some music
Until people give me strange glances when they can hear the lyrics
They ask what kind of crap that is
I tell them simply that it's rock
They laugh and turn to each other to whisper secrets and hurt into each other's ears
God I hate the fact that I'm not born and bred
I am an immigrant
Though most would say that I'm an alien
Do I look like ET or Spock to you?