Born on this alien planet pale and abandoned
Stranded for so long I'm unsure if I need bail or a ransom.
I feel frail, "cant I have some sign of life!?" I scream "dammit!"
27 years and I've yet to meet a friend that can stand this
Mind boggling loneliness that comes with the turf
I've seen plenty of "people" but no one's alive on this earth
All brainwashed and apathetic since arriving from birth
I almost wish I were them to survive with this hurt.
It makes me question existence, existential conversations evolve,
Unlike ourselves within this minds of us all.
What is life? Is it breathing or hoping?
Is it finding a way to smile, or naturally coping?
Revelations come to the forefront as I look to the sky,
And realize that a single question is needed for me to decide.
Am I alive?
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MMLP sorry for dropping so late I got caught up with my daughter