Social Alien
Mr.Sumner sang rightly
Social Aliens belong nowhere.
But there's one in me,
And one in you.
And another hiding downstairs.
I must've dropped straight out of the sky.
Everything and everyone feels dry.
You're checking in with my memory.
But I've really been long gone.
To be a spaghetti,
In a bowl of Mandarin noodles?
What a sorry state!
To act "normal" all the time,
Serve a mood daily on silver plates.
I'm living silent rebellions every day.
I'll be myself no matter what they say.
© Leela
Social Aliens belong nowhere.
But there's one in me,
And one in you.
And another hiding downstairs.
I must've dropped straight out of the sky.
Everything and everyone feels dry.
You're checking in with my memory.
But I've really been long gone.
To be a spaghetti,
In a bowl of Mandarin noodles?
What a sorry state!
To act "normal" all the time,
Serve a mood daily on silver plates.
I'm living silent rebellions every day.
I'll be myself no matter what they say.
© Leela